by Steven Kenworthy
come through that phone and embrace me like dental metal.
use the wires to tie me up forever,
i want to go exactly nowhere.
put me on the train tracks on the carpet and hold my hand.
don’t go anywhere,
hold my hand and watch.
close your eyes and pretend to float away.
Author's Note: if a ghost walks out of the room does the silence get louder?
Posted on 07/09/2019
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