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The ghost within.
A memory in place
Just so, deliberate
Upon a mantle shelf
Inside a house
Aging and derelict.
A picture blurred
With features faded
In hand a doll held
With innocence alluded
Hand held out
Alone in a field
Where nothing grows
That ever yields.
A past destined to revisit
With a man's inheritance
Looking at confusedly
Of a moment captured
A trick to the eye
Or is memory at play?
For he sees the child move
Is it coming his way?
His focus consumed
All else is peripheral
Unnoticed, a darkening
Of all about him
Warmth turns to a chill
As an invading presence
Without permission
Comes a loathing, intense.
Secure this is fantasy
Yet retreating away
Falling backwards
Though eyes don't sway.
As if at a window
Pausing to stare
A moment of sadness
Turns to a glare.
As an emergence
Of a child born
Ghostly silent
Falls to the floor.
Pulling upon the man
Deliberate yet clumsy
Heaves this creature
Of wheezing hideosity.
Eyes locked in a still dance
Prone to the weighted ghost
The man inhales to scream
Drawing it down his throat.
Echoing around his mind
A child's accusation
You left me YOU LEFT ME
Shattering all oblivion.
Behind a stare wide open
Crowd the memories lost
All vying to be remembered
Till his wall is demolished.
A light dawn's in a mind
As a sun spreads over land
With a new grasp of life
Finds a doll in his hand.
Now upon a mantle shelf
A photo of a field empty
Reawakened is the boy
That died from memory.
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The ghost within.
The ghost within.