Interrelation and Other Works

Ghost

I can raise my ramparts,
fortresses of silence,
ensconced in twilight, beneath the layers,
lost among murmurs,
where they can't perceive, I linger unseen,
a specter in the necropolis of memory.

I drift through desolate corridors,
my reveries dissolving like fog,
Where have you wandered?
Why can't you uncover me?
Slowly, tremulously, I consume our yearnings,
echoes swallowed by the abyss.

Hide and seek,
to eclipse the decay of my surroundings,
gaze for me in the stillness,
hide and seek,
in this phantasmal ballet,
I fade further away,
lost in the quietude of my own wraith.