Spectre At The Table

ghost

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wrote the book you live by

 

every chapter

 

versed the violent

lived the calm

 

the unknown angst 

that haunts at dinners

 

asks for answers

 

knows you are

for every claim of

I’m

 

 I am

 

I am the you 

you are the me-ness

the other side of we

that works on pause 

and wonders why

 and guesses

 

am I doing this 

just

fair

or alright

going with what comes naturally

with flaws

 

identical in sin and saving graces

alternate side of wishes

wants denied

the spectre at the table

soon diminished

when questioned

who are you

and who am I

 

I am the ghost of 

here

and after

 

the filament of

light that blesses

blinks

 

the saving thought that questions

shall I

shan’t I

the conscience 

that demands

forever

think

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