from time to time

I can still catch you
looking over your shoulder past
your computer screen

you shift down to scratch your leg
you are still awake

i could walk now
leave
forget my coat

and you would not ask me to write

i could never be your ghost.

— whitetea, Nov 12, 2009

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Region, Country: United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Chrystos, Mark Strand, Adrienne Rich, Naomi Shihab Nye, Rachel M. Simon, Donald Justice, Mary Oliver, Nikki Giovanni, Alice Walker, Bukowski, Mary Lambert

Critiques

Kailashana

16 years 6 months ago

Delightful, inspired poem,

Delightful, inspired poem, white tea! A ghost is not in the machine, eh? Your shoulder (space) ~A "...when it agrees with reason and it will benefit one and all, then accept it and live by it." ~ Buddha

weirdelf

16 years 5 months ago

A picture of isolation with someone there

One logistical problem. If the subject looks over their shoulder past the screen it implies they are currently sitting facing away from the screen. Seems odd, or perhaps it implies they are isolated from their own work as well. Cool write. Cheers, Jess, reprehensibly irrepressible