12/18/18 10:52PM
ghosts are real when you
live six feet underground
they lurk in every hazy garage
whose air stings nostrils
and tumbles over scrap
the road trips that you shoot
faster than ever
because you actually want to get there
any change of scenery is welcome, any at all
my car is ridden with ghosts
and my shifter the most foul
these roads i speed on
my steering still howls
the ghosts of myself
too corporeal
shuffle down the hall
it’s easy to lose yourself
in a crowd of ghouls
which came first:
the ghosts in the house
or the men thumping the floorboards