THERE IS A GHOST IN MY HEART ❋ Richard Kerwin

and the piano ravel composes
and the presence of other bodies

crowd heavily against me

we were flesh once
plunged tongues into navels

broke rocks with our gavels

were hungry with dust
and sparkling gems

and old bones and disgust for

the place i am
putting my tongue

i am licking at the grit

the grave land
the broken ghosts

all baptismally pure

and you have bare feet
and in the wan moonlight

and something is weeping