Ali Lynn Poet Free verse

Unfair Hauntings

Why do you keep 
Showing up 
In my dreams?

I handed you
Multiple plates 
Of confessed feelings 

Left them empty 
Let me filter through your liver 
And carelessly disappear 

Into the thick salt fog 
Above rows of red brick row houses 
Without a second thought 

Now here you are 
Brushing shoulders 
With me in my dreams 

The way you 
Probably have 
With the ghost of my favorite poet 

Walking the same 
Uneven cobblestone paths 
He grew up on 

There was 
No hesitation 
In my step 

After one touch 
Of you 
In that band shirt 

That also 
Hangs
In my closet

Just 
The rapid butterfly 
Beating in my chest

Pulling out the chair 
Next to you 
In the murky lit bar

The smell of alcohol 
And the woodsy smell
Of your cologne 

Filled my nose 
With the exhilaration 
That felt criminal 

Until it’s stripped away
And the dream suffocates
In Florida heat 

Then slowly melts with you
In the cool bed sheets
Of a morning vision 

Squeezing 
Your hand so tight 
On roller coasters 

To tangling my finger 
In the little curl 
Your hair holds 

Hoping it’s me 
you see 
behind your eyes 

For I don’t hate you
Haunting
My sleep

I hate you
for not letting me
haunt yours

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