UNDERGROUND VOICES: POETRY - 12/2012

BRENTON BOOTH

Ghosts

In bed unable to sleep
at 3:AM while the rest
of the city is silently
dreaming,
looking around the room
at the shadows of past
days—
some of them past years,
though I am still unable
to let them go—
in a naked room
in Sydney;
conversing with ghosts
on a Wednesday morning—
with eyes that just won’t close.









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