Ghosts - The Truth

 

Ghosts are far more troubled by us
than we ever are by them.
The gem they are
is so far distant from our constitutive
dust that to be even in a slight degree

reminded of our blunderousness

threatens their
sweet equanimity:
even dashes, for a timeless moment,
hope. To be summoned, groped

and caught a glimpse of

when you are a ghost --
absorbed in your remotely painted
realms, whose helms are pointed
toward fleet reaches unimaginable

by the least or most of us –

is briefly to be tainted.
When they howl,  
they do not want to scare:
they wish we weren’t there.










.