July 7, 2018: Casper

I took a look in the mirror today
To search for the past
To figure out why feelings last
Even after I packed them in a box
Locked them up
Shipped them away
They continue to stay
Holding onto my heart ready to
Take a ride in my eyes
Despite my tries- and fails -to close them off
Cough them out

I guess it’s time to meet my ghosts
Play host to a tea party
A little mint with a hint of piss off
Kiss the lips of these spirits to connect with my
imperfections
Give myself up, body and mind
Help them- and me -find peace

Sleep Casper.

No need to keep me awake
We both need a break from this war
So let me show you to the door… it’s open now.