Some ghosts
enjoy an entourage
of
ectoplasmic bodyguards
who, while
they don’t of course
guard bodies,
do enjoy the high
regard they
get from other souls
who troll this
solar system solo.
Snob-allure
may stick, post-death –
glamour and
mystique adhere.
So status clearly often matters
in the Great Beyond,
at least until
the ghost
responds to an intensifying
understanding
that it doesn’t.
Then the
ghost, with entourage,
or sans, will disappear: not because
it was
important, but because –
oh, thankfully! – it wasn’t.
.
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