Ghost Anthem

Slightly haunted

by the past

a ghost of myself 

is part of my life

flickering like a light

of memory.

Things turned out ok

not for me my turn I guess

better than anguish of regret.

Life is still beautiful when

I look out the window.

The truth is never negative.

The same music plays in all

the dark taverns and bistros

drawing the same souls into

their bosoms of heart’s delight.

In a moment there is time.

I wish I was in eternity not

fastened to a dying animal,

you know?

It’s best you’re not here with me.

The song keeps singing itself 

in any case

within you and without you

an embryonic journey 

to square one 

Alpha and Omega

the beginning and end of everything.