on the lights-
of course they glow
but it's unnatural
in many ways
thousands of eyes
white or red and looking
always planning
you see things, there
assuming it just is
but, knowing, always
the unsaid all
hides in the middle there
and is, at night
what she said-
it will, of course, consume
much like a rat with cheese
at your ego and all
attaching to the psyche
your memories are what you are
you is, I suppose
won't say PTSD, won't
(but really, that's it)
a rather haunting
ghosts of that what happened
and escape-
truth though
truth
freedom
it's there in that haunting
a reason to admit it
all that's happened
things
things like poltergeist
sitting there
and we drive
see the whateveritis
explanation
thank god
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