Friday, 11 September 2020

Listening to Ghosts of the Past

There was a time

time there was

when I knew those people well


That time has passed

and they have passed

to that other place

that no one knows

but everyone goes


where there are no words

only memories

regrets, remorse

and impotence


I listen to them

in their sleep

moaning sounds

wails and tears


it's hard to hear

but I have no choice

their lives are in my heart and soul


and time does not soften

the empty space

that once they filled

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