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by Mortal Utopia Oct 23, 2021 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
They say you may see ghosts and things invisible on Halloween. You know, what I wanted most on October was to be seen by you for a day. For long enough to say I see you too. I wanted to be able to tell you that I remember those memories amongst Halloween's flippant tragedies (and perhaps you cherish them too). But is that wishful thinking? I'm a ghost of a ship forever sinking. And in the ocean, I can't even hear myself anymore.