Synthetic Eyes of Ghostliness

moments pass
without discretion
woolen tangerine yet blares
as though it were alone
as i
when every tear
touched paper

those rising redwoods stand
stark in contrast
bark to flesh

an old friend’s triumph
over fallen redwood
ever forefront
his eyes still speak
to me
this day

subtle dreams
were left between
to foster love
less nuanced
even i cannot recall
in light
of geometric wrest

into false creation
stories cast upon
life once ventured
the vague demise
by synthetic eyes
of ghostly senses


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