by Richard Vince

When I saw a ghost, did you
See one too? Or was my
Suddenly breathless puzzlement
Merely reflected in your glasses
That could have been hers?

Her blonde hair was a
Red herring, that most
Incomprehensibly piscine of
Metaphors. You were likewise:
An unwelcome distraction
Drawing my eyes from
What they should be seeing.


Posted on 03/20/2017
Copyright © 2017 Richard Vince

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