Here We Dance With Ghosts
By Crush_With_Eyeliner
Everyday the faces
arrange
in perfect columns - :
smiling,
chewing,
spitting in unison.
No one gives
a thought
out loud
for others to hear.
In the morning we
wander
without
talking or hearing.
In the day we sleep
always
tighter & tighter
and at night
we dance
with ghosts.
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Copyright 2001 Crush_With_Eyeliner
Published on Thursday, October 7, 2010.
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"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
i think this poem is amazing, and could have many meanings,depending on the person. poetry(and music) and most beautiful that way.