Nothing Wrong Here
I’m in close proximity
with maybe ghosts
like shadows you can barely see
and they all breath softly
down my neck
they tell me things like
nice weather we’re having
or
they have good sandwiches here
but I know they don’t
really mean those things
they don’t really care
for the weather
they don’t like
sandwiches particularly
what they really want
is me
and I’m afraid that I’ll
fall for one of their tricks
one day
and go for a stroll in the sun
or choose a sandwich here
and I'm afraid that I've stopped
being able to tell the difference
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