A COLD KISS

 

I hung you
from the rafters
in the corner by the door,
the flower
all fine and false
that you thought I would adore,
but your hand
was all I wanted
and your kiss to keep the most,

but I was dead
and you were living
and you said you wouldn’t

kiss a ghost.

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

Inspired by a Twitter prompt “Ghost” from #Micropoetry

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