Ghosts Are Watching Me - Eleanor Lerman

[Larry Robinson]

Ghosts Are Watching Me

These are shell days
Echoes in the ear have names
and what they name is on a list 
of things you wanted
What did you want in those
unremarkable days when 
what was in your pocket 
could buy the world?

Now, every little thing that 
was wasted
walks down the street in the 
early morning and waits for you
at the bus stop, wanting to
hold your hand
Of course there is weeping
Years later, the letters that
came in the mail
told us this was what 
should be expected

And now, in my house,
ghosts are watching me
My plan is to uninvite them
because I am not finished
I never bought anything that
I couldn’t put a spell on
and I still feel dangerous
Sometimes, anyway

So look outside
Night falls and the creepy crawlies 
prowl the street, their bodies 
made of stars
That’s what I expected
Sometimes, in the company of
such gorgeous maniacs 
all I can do is laugh

	- Eleanor Lerman
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