Take me on a tour of your memories

those hallowed and haunted halls


in the spacing of the photos

lie the glimmers and scratches

floored in your storied soul

I absorb heart’s nooks and crannies

in lightest finger trailing

the tingling of your history

seated within my feelings


among the shadows neglected

dusty framed and absent mats

scrapes and dents and aches

hidden there from yourself

in empathic gazing

I hold your moldy pain

with firm and tender grace


far back in cobwebbed corners

seethe the roaring poisons

wounds packed of soiled gauze

corridors you pass on tiptoe

psyches wrapped, inoculated

we taste bittered embers together

de-ghosting haunts of ghosts


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