Poetry of a Blind Girl

ghost

ghosts

The souls and spirits

On the other side show

Not to them or to us

But to the ones who know

The spectres and movers

The silencers and noise makers

The screamers the wailers

The watchers the lurkers

The ignorers the blissful ones

The dark ones the light ones

The joyous ones the sad ones

The beggers the lovers

The –

We don't know any of this

I like the thought of this

But we don't know any of this

The comforting ones

The paranoia provoking ones

I suppose-

Ghosts are strange

I like the idea of spirits and ghosts

Something to look forward to

Or something to be warmed by

Though you see?

All of the attributes

Could be applied to me

And maybe even you?

3/8/2020