Ghosts
Possesion, I am
used to it by now.
It isn't new to me,
for almost daily
I'm taken over.
Sometimes by good,
sometimes by bad.
I have no choice
in the matter.
Good and bad
are of no
known substance.
They're ghosts
of mine.
Ghosts.
Copyright © Nicholas Westerhausen | Year Posted 2008
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