You visit my dream,
unwelcome infatuation.
My eyes divert,
holding steaming hot tea,
sipped from our spoons.
No words exchange,
except for another creature’s toast.
So strange, so strange
why are you here?
All hope has fled from within,
what’s passed by, my heart did not comprehend,
the abandonment of my affections,
and friendship.
My fingers tried to clench,
yet slipped.
Your ghost emerged to the surface of my conscious:
the viciousness of it.
So I urged,
no longer visit with reminders
of your venerable soul,
scent and touch,
once loved-by me.
I’m veiled
in shame,
pain,
regret for my longing
and all the ill decisions I’ve made.
Leave,
cruel specimen
you bring gloom
and I suffer,
Release me.
