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