Posted in [poetry], [witchcraft & wonder]

ghost [poem]

I want to dress up as a ghost
and haunt someplace full of fog and eerie silence
I want my mouth to be all sharp teeth and terrifying
I want to hear your pulse jump
when I appear out of the mist
I want you to shiver at my grey skin
too scared to scream or run away
let me be your horror story darling
I’ll be the best one yet


bookdragon, poet, witch

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