peer out from the
ground on hot days,
they dance around
you as if there is
no tomorrow as
they mock what you
are doing, jealous
they can do no more;
the souls of the dead
slither along the ground
like snakes leaving
trails of slime... they
watch and wait for you
to take a break so they
can pounce inside the
hollowness of tiredness,
possessing you as they
have been possessed...
they are mean spirited
and have no guilt left.
June 6, 2023
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