The god in me greets the god in you.
Undercurrent gloss
Fever to push Invisibility
Bearing witness to what can’t be explained.
By thin barriers
Cultic identity
Graves are upchucking ghosts.
Banshee rivers.
Ghoulish fire.
Loving existence hast been difficult pleasures.
Much is said about freedom—
To live, burden free, trying to feel an inner
Phone.
The god in me greets the god in you.
To measure each dilemma, to dialogue with
Apparitions,
Oh Sullen Phantom.
