Apparition

I’m a ghost, an apparition

I’m found but profoundly missin’

I spook, I scare

“Is he here or not really there?”

 

Corporeal or ethereal

The stares pass through me

Even from those who think they knew me

How could they?  They don’t recognize the new me.

 

When the soul is lost can the true body be found?

When the spirit falls does it even make a sound?

Without the sound can people know my fear?

No.  Because I’m an apparition and I’ve begun to disappear.