drunken ghosts/

©2021 Michael Raven

there are times
> like tonight <
the recluse life
seems less appealing

who knows if
my ghosts will sit
and
tip back a drink
while i sip at
fizzy water

they seem to tire
of the sober stories
i tell
and
wander off
adrift

some
fail to come by
at all
anymore

i wonder
what those ghosts
are drinking
outside
my briar wall
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