Tricks
By Thom Young
my mind plays
tricks
on
me
about her
I see her in the hallway
and her ghost
rests weary
in my bed
and in the grocery store
she’s
there
sorting through
the detergent
and used
dreams
It's just poetry, it won't bite
05.14.17 Posted in today's words by Annmarie Lockhart
Tricks
By Thom Young
my mind plays
tricks
on
me
about her
I see her in the hallway
and her ghost
rests weary
in my bed
and in the grocery store
she’s
there
sorting through
the detergent
and used
dreams
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Poignant!