haunted

we all know

it just sits there

on the corner

of my mind

wrapped in that dark

shadow of fear

breathing white clouds

that hover in a way

where sunlight no longer

warms and delights

no longer seduces

no longer elicits

the sweet enjoyment 

of being alive

it doesn't move

doesn't look at me

doesn't say my name

but i know it's there

for me

it's been foretold

by every cell in every 

organ within me

that forever will end

someday 

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I like this study of vanitas...there's a skeleton in all of us just dying to get out.

[Emily B]

we all do

[...]

. you are absolutely fluent ... whether it's poetry or human psychology ... i thought this was a challenging subject and wondered how you would navigate it ... only to find that you've excelled again ... and with the surprise elements ... that are always there in your writing ... such as the phrase ... "the sweet enjoyment of being alive" ...