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Ghost Walk
by Amy Zoellers 

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I quit my tomb, waltzing

a shadow on air.

Why have I come there

where nobody’s dreaming?

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Cackling, sobbing,

collapse to the ground.

That trancing sound…

I  can’t hear enough of it.

In my riverside roaming

flames take me, I ignite

to echo my death-night

and calm is my ghost-walk.

For what? I don’t know.

The call is delirious,

we spirits: mysterious

and given to show.

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Fiction © Copyright Amy Zoellers
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.

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