you drove through a broken millennium & disappeared

like a ghost you’re only ever halfway-here.

like a ghost you can never breathe.

& nobody seems to like the way you

press your lips together.

the way you wake up

at midnight.

they way you seem to like the

darkness better

than the light.

like a ghost you’re stuck.

& nobody seems to like that

it’s this

broken hell you’re drowning

in. this sort of empty why

and when.

like a ghost you’ve been forgotten

& nobody seems to notice.