Ghost Writer
Purple and blue chalk
Scribbled so I will see
And I think there's
A Ghost
Closely observing me
Letting me know
In his own polite cryptic way
He has hands...
Access to chalk...
On this
Future
Fallen day
For these are the color of...
My eyelid paint
Last night
Gorgeous colors
Mixed exactly right
Egyptian style
Rich and rare
Deep purple and blue
Lots of it
And the Devil take care
Eyes like a Queen....
Painted and bright
In exactly these colors
Still smeared from last night.
And that Ghost
Whispered soft in my ear
A word
I honestly can't remember
But nothing to fear
And now, here on this wall
These colors like mine
Enigmatic scribble
In detail so fine....
Like he was studying my eyelids....
Copyright © Kara Miller | Year Posted 2024
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