Ghost Hunters
Stupid frigging
TV woman.
Searching for me,
I’m here dumb ass,
stood right in front of you.
Can’t you see?
You don’t get it!
I’m a spirit,
get with it,
not from your world.
Cameras not gonna
catch me.
Oooh…
you got an orb.
It’s dust you
****!
You don’t need
to keep searching
and digging holes.
There is no doubt,
we are gonna meet…
But on my side
of the camera.
You won’t need
a lens.
Just time.......
Wait.
It’s a
dead
end.
Told you so.
Hi,
how you doing?
Copyright © Robin Cain | Year Posted 2017
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