Saturday, 9 April 2016

Exorcists Wanted

Think of the ghoulish,

cruel wasted wishes.

Swirled up into people,

pale and clenched and

screwed up to shaking but

too spooked to unfurl.

Harrowed by habit

and the browbeaten days.

I'll always be me,

you'll always be you,

and regret is a haunted house.

1 comment:

  1. One of my favorites so far. "Screwed up to shaking but too spooked to unfurl." I love that.


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