Ghost Sonata

Posted on May 27, 2017 by skuusisto

Sometimes

In corners

I spot

Them

Strindberg

When

Was

Old

They’re

Dust motes

I say—

Foolish

Thinking

Dead

Trickster

Neighbors

Hang

Around

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