Do not tread on ghosts
they live in dread of being stepped upon
Some aren’t dead at all, merely fragmented
torn off their perches
amongst the living
Some are not whole either
their breaths trapped within other bony cages
their limbs divided among their lovers
©Reena Prasad
A welcome addition to the genre of mordant wit.
Thank you Louis Kasatkin. 🙂
Beautiful grey lifelessly alive metaphor! Awesome as always!
Many thanks Panjami! 🙂
Excellent!!!! Great atmosphere created!!!
Thank you wonderful poet Iulia!