I spent the
Better part of
Yesterday talking to
A ghost faceless
Bodiless lacking
Proportion it haunted
Me like bad
Dreams though he
Was alive a blob
Of consciousness he
Teased taunted and
Tainted my day
And when asked
For an image
He simply disappeared
As ghosts do
Why are guys
Afraid of exposure
At least I
Know a ghost
And a dream
But a coward
I think not
