That Ghost, Which Stares Back

Posted: July 16, 2014 in Collaborative Poetry, Poetry
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By Benjamin Grossman & Phen Weston

Am I a solitary man?
A patina dreamer
Lost below filtered
Emotions as fragile
As my impression
Left blankly across
The eternal cosmos

If a galactic mirror
Existed to reflect
My inward territory
Would it show
A paradise
Submerged under water
Or an almost vampiric figure
With a fermented heart?

Does fear cement my hopes?
Does worry decay my dreams?
Does lust cremate my love?
Does loneliness measure joy?

What delineation surrounds
This hollow path
That winds its way
Through sorrow’s grasp
Within archaic bones?
Such close kin
With fated stares
That do not reflect back
My soliloquy of me.

(This is part of a collaborative poetic effort between myself and Phen Weston: Make sure and check out his blog here.)

  1. redgladiola says:

    This is a gorgeous illustration of the narrator’s inner life, and reflects all the ones in every one of us.

  2. bejamin4 says:

    Thank you, truly.

  3. jadedmess says:

    Nice work you 2! 🙂

  4. Miranda Stone says:

    I like the lines about the vampiric figure with a fermented heart. They really stand out for me. Great work!

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