by Nancy Browne

Created on: October 06, 2010

Chattering Teeth


I am the ghost
The poor, pale figure
That you know in your heart
Is dead
Yet I return with a muzzled voice
To haunt you
I am the ghost of the
Past, the present, and the future
I am every child of earth
Rolled into one transparent entity
Of every shape, and every size
I am what follows beyond the grave
Air, light, water, color and dust
The wind of your nightmares

The creaks and cracks and hums
Of your existence
The rustle in the trees
The stench of decay
The noise of your breath
The unnerving feeling you get
When you think someone is behind you
I am the faint heartbeat of your mistakes
The goalkeeper
I am everything you see
And everything you don't
I run in the valleys, among the forest
Across the fields and along the freeways
I roam the skies, and skim the oceans
I am your false dreams
Your lonesome tears
Your imprisoned scorn
Your creature of guilt
My silhouette is the dirty slice
Of your life
I am the chamber holding hate
Feeding anger, causing spite
I am the wicked thoughts
The fibers of chaos and pain
The wiles of trickery
Disguised in sweet, sweet lace
I am words murdered
Weapons fired
Vengeance nailed down
Faith and hope wronged
The curdle of blood in the fight
The throne of recklessness
I am everything you are and more
I am the ghost of humanity
I am you

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