Requiem
And lying beside you just then I felt the us die.
I felt the doodles burn and the photos overdevelop and the poetry run black with ink.
I never thought this tent would be our coffin or this party our wake but I guess I should have.
And I’m on something or other but I know I saw the ghost between us float away.
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Your first line is killer good. The ghost is a great final touch.