"This Is Why They Call It Ghosting"
Not because something dies (though it does)
but because after the departure
the text messages wander the netherworld
between Sent and Received
carcasses of sentiment inside an Otterbox coffin
doomed spirits forever searching for one who vanished
the aura still lingering in space once occupied;
meanwhile, I wander my apartment complex at night
floating from building to building
as the neighbors sleep
mind preoccupied by vague unrest
and the persistent pull of unfinished business.
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