Saturday, July 16, 2011

A Ghostly Dream

There is someone in this room
here with me
someone listening to me breathe
listening to me shuffle between the sheets
someone here with me
a light bulb flickers
a cold air sweeps 
a fragrance of sweet vanilla--

(there is no flicker
there is no cold
there is no fragrance
only the claws
of a kitten
clawing at my feet)

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