no such thing
as empty ghosts
they’re all
packing
something
when’s the last
time
you revealed
your true self
and is your
birthday suit
back from the
cleaners
i feel drained
from all these forewarnings
of self doubt
but i will
fight
until the cows
come home
and I remember
you
like it was
yesterday
in fact it was
yesterday
and you never
looked more
fit
no such thing
as empty
threats
all threats
pack a punch
all pressures
leave a mark
when’s the last
time
you went
against
your better judgement
and regretted
nothing
i am worn out
from all these
chunky peanut
butter
days and nights
and you’re not
even
the last thing
on my mind
any longer
charles cicirella 3/28/16
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