Thursday, March 11, 2010

i am my own infliction


and then just like the others before they wanted and desired,
yet just like the change of this wind and the next, they faltered.
easily swayed.
how easy it was to be delivered unto the hands of others.
how easy it was to be a ghost.

and as they attempt to catch bodies, all they had were but shadows.
left into tears and heartfelt empty rooms.
because they had bodies, yet spoke to shadows.
how easy it was and is to be a ghost.

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