I am haunted by the wrong ghosts

You brought your friends around to meet me

I decided I liked them better than you

You were always rather dull

I’m sorry but this haunting has

gone on way too long

You should’ve forgotten me by now

and I you

You should be lying peacefully in your grave

I should’ve learned to live without you

Instead I am dancing with a

spirit you picked up in SF and

sipping drinks with the shade of a

mexican poet

You never knew such interesting people

when you were alive

I can’t make sense of it

Perhaps I should thank you?

Or curse you

I’m not sure

I have a feeling this will never be over

by Cher Bibler