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The Ghost
It’s the silence in the dark
that he fears the most
that’s when it returns
his personal ghost
It lays next to him
under the covers
and whispers the names
of all his past lovers
They were faces without mouths
bodies without heads
that’s why he never heard
a single word they said
Besides it only mattered
that he got his point across
the wants and needs of others
so easily he’d toss
The seal on dawn is broken
the ghost slithers away
and leaves a bill for last night
that each woman will have to pay
-Melan’ee Kase, Palm Desert
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