GHOSTS AND BLACK HOLES

GHOSTS AND BLACK HOLES

I grew up with a ghost

I would turn and search

No one to stare at, no one who’d look after

No one to look up to.

I grew up with a ghost

A penumbra over my mental image

Did I ever see the full picture?

I grew up with a ghost

So I chase invisible partners

Masquerading as lovers

I partaking in the funny charade

What can I do if it’s all I’ve known?

Evanescence is what feels like home.

-achalcyon

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