Only a memory

 

I never expected to see you again,

but you seem to have come back

from the dead. Slipped back through

the veil, now you stand beside my bed.

I confess I'm distressed.

I haven’t slept

because you’re haunting my head.

You were gone. I wept.

You were gone.

Long gone.

A memory set in stone,

but only a memory, nonetheless.

 

Now I see you, when I move my eyes,

just in the trickles of moonlight.

You stand there; mouth open wide.

My cat hisses out.

My mind screams so loud,

but my lungs are frozen solid with fear.

Only cold wisps of air leave me,

before evaporating

as they touch

the electric atmosphere.

 

You can't be here,

you are somewhere else.

A place from which

there is no return.

No taxi service,

or late-night train back home,

but here you roam.

I can't deny it is you.

I’ve seen that face peering back at me

in the dreams I view.

The dreams where you left my side,

on that last fateful car ride.

Those last moments

before you died.

 

You can't be here,

this is the mind playing tricks, I fear.

I must be hallucinating,

seeing things that are not there,

but then I know those eyes,

and I see that stare,

glinting back through the moonlit air.

It looks like you,

but there is something else.

The way you ooze in the night,

doesn’t sit right,

if it was really you,

would I be so full of fright?

I gasp the night deep

into my frigid lungs,

and then the

scream finally comes.

 

 

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