A ghost can borrow a man’s body
borrow his shoes, borrow his sleep
gift him a box of Roaches,
Crows, a catalog of despair.
A ghost can marry, take her vows seriously.
When discovered, a ghost runs inside
a bone to cry herself a new flesh.
A ghost may not be scary
like a beautiful cat, with white fur.
A ghost tells you about tales of love as
old as a dinosaur's bone.
Tells you about the other side calling
it fiction to avoid the gallows.
And who can kill a ghost, or hang air?
Maybe a ghost who is a lawyer
and an executioner too.
A ghost may care about colour
and many children, and wealth.
A ghost can be pale and happy,
bodiless and powerful.
A ghost leaps Into the fire and weeps
for a hundred years for her dead love,
and another hundred years
for a dead baby
that drowned in her sleep.
A ghost is happy when
called pretty
pretty pretty.