you flat-lined in a speckless green room
long nursing that saline bit of light

departing all, the tactics, ploys
the body that you thought was you

with all its hopes and needs and joys
has up and gone, it slipped away

so now you search for haunts anew
nowhere to go, no way to stay

the heartbeat line is flat, a bow
to fleeting breath, and hope’s decay

they note the time of death as now
and exeunt all, give o’er the play

3 thoughts on “Haunts

      1. I felt some dialogue between the two….. a homelessness both material and for lack of another word spirit-ual. In fact I felt it expressed to me something I’ve not articulated – never quite finding ‘your place’. In any case thank you for penning and sharing.

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