Phantom
In the deepest corner of the room
a shadowy figure lurks in the blackness
still as a soldier,
curiously I creep toward it,
close enough to feel its breath I gently reach out,
jerking back instantly it doesn't move its feet
Phantoms aren't real I try to convince myself,
transparent and silent as ghosts are
sluggish and light moving,
suddenly its vanished
as all ghostly figures eventually do
Copyright © Mikayla Blotter | Year Posted 2018
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