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Lost Spirits
by Angela Yuriko Smith
The ghosts glide with us
at midnight, on the canal
as we all float home.
Our mortality
in different stages of life—
some post, some present.
It’s all a matter
of where you now stash your soul…
spirits in bottles
or spirits in pews
or spewed in back alley darks…
all are still lost souls.
I am in between.
Too much liquor in my veins
tangled in the veil
aimlessly floating…
somewhere. Home, Hell or Heaven?
It doesn’t matter.
We are now just ghosts
at midnight, on the canal
as we all float home.
Fiction © Copyright Angela Yuriko Smith
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.
More from Angela Yuriko Smith:
Angela Yuriko Smith is an American poet, author and co-publisher of Space and Time magazine, a publication that has been printing speculative fiction, art and poetry since 1966. Together we build a poem as a community each month. Visit “Exquisite Corpse” at SpaceandTime.net to submit.
A superb poem.
Nice ghostly one, Angela!!
Such wonderful imagery and that last stanza is tremendous.