1st reflection on ghosts.

by Sigma

often

i see ghosts

and vague disturbances

tucked in the corners

of my line of sight,

but im confident

they're just

tricks of the light

as the dead

neither speak

nor hear,

nor see.

i would know

my grandfather directed

a funeral home,

im certain

he stood there

gripping his hands

desperately praying to see

the spirit of his son

manifest one last time,

only to find himself

staring at lifeless flesh in a

child sized coffin.