Giving Up the Ghost spokenwords by Lesley
Deep dark space
Deep dark love
Flavoured ride on a
Horse of many colors
The truth set right
stop
Cramping my style
Stifled air
damp dark dances
Its done
I have given up the ghost
His smile & touch, his most endearing traits
A waste
There is music in the lines
Beneath the words a soft bed
To fall upon
Or a bouncing jount thru hay
Music sounds an open mind
Awareness awakens
strange ideas
And complex configurations
Of truth in noise
deep despair
Is there anybody out there?
The haunting is done
Truth lies on the riverside
All lies awash & drowning
Giving up the ghost, the host
With the most lies dies
Foremost the roast
Spit Spit sizzle burn
Burn baby baby burn
Love’s breath nettles
Forgiveness unsettles
The pale weak gasp of longing
No longer
The ghost is forgotten
Forgiveness unsoughten
Besotten. A claim to fantasy
To unreality to dreams
Deranged silly games left behind
This house & body swept clean & cleared
sanctified
A new day begun
The stifling
Dark Dance is done.
© 2015 Lesley Wood
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