If I must have ghosts
Might as well be
Tangled sheets that do the trick
Turned down fresh
Turned out cold
Set free to cleave to mountaintops
Cant and recant told in whispers
To your sleeping ear
Some of these I've posted these as bitmaps -- just click the image if the text is too small to read, and it'll pop up full-sized.
Much of what's posted here is unedited. If I do edit something I'll post it as a new entry, generally, so there's some sense of the progression. But right now editing isn't my strong suit.
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2 comments:
Lovely. So glad to see you are still posting a bit!!!
Thanks Angel! Miss you ... we must connect soon. It's been ... years!
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