bi_janus Posted December 19, 2011 Report Share Posted December 19, 2011 Ghosts Bi_janus for MaNesha McGarrah The older ones stay in their graves or urns or old boxes hidden away, uncaring that I cared and failed. The children come, resurrected and respectful on behalf of my need. No crying or pleading tantrum, evincing patience they had not in life. They remain liminal as if, could I reach them, unreachable, they might yet be held by fathers. I see them beseech while receding from any reach I may manage. One by one now they come, well behaved and pliant, when perforce I call, so that I may grieve. Quote Link to comment
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