You Haunt Me Still

You haunt me still, beautiful silent ghost

Pale creation of the soul, emaciated infant

Breathing pure from the other realm, that place

Where wretched and dark are other,

Where truth shines and is wrapped in white cloth peace,

Unlike here where I cower, in memory of you

To feel the soul tighten in my chest, like a hem of loss,

Desolate birth, a dark bird soaring desperate-clawed

Clutching the warm heart I carried, lost,

Along with you. Along with love. And now

That heart hangs heavy or not at all, and all

Is quite quiet, silent and grey, except for this

Sepia dance, a rose, and everything

Upon and bleak and barren stage



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