A Ghost Stole My First Kiss: A Poem by Sam Manson, the deuteragonist

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A ghost stole my first kiss

Seemed fair, since

I killed him


Unintentional manslaughter

But he says it's fine

What's a death between friends?


A ghost stole my first kiss

No, I stole his

Took the plunge


Guess I don't know how to read a room


He paled

Lost all color

Became transparent


I could see my hands

Gripping his shoulders

Grasping at the air


Then he dissolved, like smoke

I stole a ghost's first kiss

And also, his life


But he says the perks are great

He took me flying once

I felt like motherfucking Lois Lane


So it's fine

It's

It's fine

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