Wednesday, October 23, 2013


Joanne M. Uppendahl
 
WHAT KIND OF GHOUL AM I?
 
What kind of ghoul am I,
can’t you decide my love?
It seems that I'm the only one
who knows what I’m made of!
 
What kind of role is this?
Am I a spook, or just a lonely vagabond?
A sheetless fool? The merest bone
of what I once was.
 
What kind of fangs are mine
That bite with every phrase?
They whisper empty words of love
and leave me dead these days.
 
Why can't I howl my name,
like any other ghost?
And maybe then I'll know what kind
of ghoul I am. 

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