Love Poem: Ghost
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Written by: Patricia Henriques

Ghost

It's the ghost
That lost himself in the pain
Who doesn't see himself as being dead
Showing a gullible smile
In a rotted mouth?

That exaggerates the gestures
Who fled
Slid from highs
Suffered silently, bled,
Tasted the salt of bitterness,
Felt a knot in the throat, cried? 

Who lived jolting this way and that
Kept deep mournings when there were no funerals
Beckoned with long white handkerchiefs,
Who amputated bones,dragged chains,
Who never did any good nor bad
Who haunted his mind,

Who made himself a delinquent,
Who saw himself as a lover, loved, an animal?

Is it that who lost himself for the pain
Who doesn't see himself as being dead
Showing a gullible smile
In a rotted mouth?

Well now! The gost is me!