Tuesday Tunes – Poetry Through Music, #18, 2016

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[Inspired by Ummet Ozcan’s “The Cube”:]

Who are you, ghost, standing, staring,

insubstantial arms crossed across your emaciated torso?

Why are you, ghost, looking through me

when it is you who is the opaque one?

Unnerving to imagine being a mere medium

in human form through which to view

the world: a living lens.

Why do you follow me, ghost, now night

has fallen, when the darkness is sought for its seclusion,

settling of the powers of thought in a mind

overworked with sparks of concepts, burning

brain and tiring eyes to the point of this:

hallucination, tinged with horror.

Horror at the idea of never bring free, free

from the world, from you, from me.

Who are you, ghost?  Who are we?

[Copyright © N R Nolan 2016]