and one more to make it officially the end of October... that scariest of months.
Still around.
They just won't leave.
Still walking halls, sitting in chairs
After bodies pass, the spirit lingers on too long
and when I dream each noisy night
the are still there
waiting for
something.
I know not.
But in those dreams
words of an old movie come to me
stop their lingering about this place they must leave
by simply doing what he said not to
and crossing the streams
watch them
implode.
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