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The Ghost // Nicholas J. Galvin




A ghost exists within the brain

A brain which bleats

and roars like sheep.


It’s a night I cannot sleep

  Non-sequiturs

  now peck my lobe.


Castrate nimble hallway trash

  When sense resumes

  I pick my nose.


Coffee as the sun she sprouts

  Sods and clods

  are window passing.


Humankind the cruelest joke

What God upon

  the Cosmos played.


I want to laugh or rather weep.

  Work yet beckons though,

  I must submit.



AUTHOR

Nicholas J. Galvin lives in Beverly presently. He likes to make fun of kids and yell at people from the safety of his second-floor apartment window.

MIXED MEDIA by Mackenzie Sains


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