#GHOSTED! #poetry by jay
The Artist From The Inside Out
The slow cruel rising puff
of mist, Boom…
Ghosted!
ghostly ghosts
the seething abyss
apparitions of what could
have been
solidly grinning
chin to chin
the pale insipid wafting
din, the chagrin
of morbid flailing
sins. I fold up
into a regressive spin, backwards
towards the primordial den.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
#Poetry #Rhymes #Micropoetry
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