claim your ghost
for sophie
a night of solitude by the river driftwood floating through the distance thinking back to the time before you were born when the willow’s branches were lines of unblemished philosophy winding backwards through time to the moment before you were born the willow’s leaves grow greener drinking the water’s cool blues nothing has changed your mother and father still love you you peaked at seventeen riding the rollercoaster on brighton palace pier you found what brought you to the river where you dive deep for answers i think you should scrub off your face i think i should steal this moment from you this is the part where you stare him in the face and win claim your ghost, the one with the golden wings driftwood floating under lines unblemished philosophy driftwood floating over lines of unblemished philosophy lightning flashes shooting stars reflect on the surface of the water you carry a severed head in one hand in your other hand, your own