I Love (Fuck) Ghosts

We are all fading slowly

This is inevitable

We are all ghosts

But do not admit it


This is to be celebrated

As it is the only possession

That we really and truly own

It is ours to cherish for eternity


But I do not love my ghost  at all

Indeed I hate it with a vengeance

More people should fuck their ghosts

And not believe the lies of itinerant poets