| Angeliska ( @ 2009-11-07 02:23:00 |
Ghost Girls Preserved in Honey
I am haunted by phantasms, of late-
kept company by their tittering laughter,
told stories and been diverted by
flashing eyes, white hands fluttering.
A chorus of ghost girls has come to tea.
I am haunted by phantasms, of late-
kept company by their tittering laughter,
told stories and been diverted by
flashing eyes, white hands fluttering.
A chorus of ghost girls has come to tea.

Glittering masks and bony arms,
they're always hungry but never
say much. They seem to be smoking,
but you can't smell it. Strange
ladies, these friends who are
here, and not. Glamourous, grim.
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