Ghost Face



I look in the mirror

what do I see?

Nothing but what is behind

poor lonesome me


Shoulda coulda woulda

rocketed beyond the veil

but love aglow on Memory Lane

locked-up that idea in jail


Speaking of which, I wonder

how much longer it’s gonna be

before my beloved Diana

comes back home to me


For 4 long nights she’s been

haunting he who killed yours truly

that damned Dart with the baloney heart

has been making her awful squirrely


All I can do is

stare at the empty mirror

wonder what she sees in him

that’s not right here


I guess a man with a face

that grimaces & grins

is better than a ghost who

only stands here & spins


But damn her jezebel eyes

she’s a ghost too

why don’t she come back

be holy, be true?


(Copyright Clyde Collins 2012)



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