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The Ghost in My Car
The Ghost in my Car
I sometimes find my Dad sitting next to me in my car
Not exactly him but some likeness, a ghost from afar.
I can’t exactly see him clear
But either way it’s nice to have him near
I’ll tell him stuff about my life
And he nods and makes positive sounds
I can’t exactly hear him
But either way it’s nice to have him around
I glance...
Saturday 1st April 2023 8:10 pm
Last Walk
Lizards scatter with small stones
as he trips up the mountain road,
kalderimes are too bumpy now.
He's been here before
a thousand feet above nut town
where crumbling churches
send peels of God down
to the sea.
He's been here before.
'Are there cicadas?.... I don't hear them.'
Higher...
White scree falls recall…
sodden sum...
Sunday 12th March 2023 9:30 pm
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