Some things you can wrestle:
shadows, swamp monsters, fog —
but not ghosts,

           block — seal — every crack,
close the portal, ward the veil —

on cemeteries, shops, side trips, rail cars,
the Ohio on Thanksgiving, the
plans that fell through, the
meals and goals                 never made.

All of that one lifetime
must stay where everyone else
last sensed it —

finding its peace
with the other lost seasons.