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ghosts
the ghosts have left
the house still stands
earthy smoky ghost reek
the little loop they run
ghosts remain
the house is ash
we build to take them in
a call to arms
blood!
ghosts come sniffing after
a war must have passed here
you get that soulful smirk
skull rictus
have to shut the eyes for them
ghosts!
I've brought my own memory tribe
are they sometimes sleeping?
you'll grant a sentience to them
at peril
they are the moment spun on till
rise to the occasion
holier than thou
blind
and follow the leader
dumb mouths agape
past speech
just how much eternity
in each
they're winter bones
made mouse hole cosy
and they summer shimmer
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