Ghosthunter
Scientists open many bodies
to please the skeptics, like fathers proving
there are no monsters hidden beneath
the heart's sticky bed. No soul. No ghost. Just
organs in metal pans.
Serial killers open many bodies
to please themselves, like sadists proving
it is not flesh that screams, but the heart,
the soul, the ghost.
Not the organs in metal pans.
Have you lost your mind?
Can even you find your mind?
How can something unfindable die?
Ghosts are no more real than mind
and linger behind it in the same void.
Ghosts open many bodies.
9/23/2018
Ghosthunters and Spiritualists Contest, hosted by Kevin Shaw
Copyright © Jack Webster | Year Posted 2018
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