The man and the ghost
The man and the ghost imprisoned in the house
The man screams, the ghost watches
The man breaks things in his agony, then bleeds on their shattered glasses, the ghost watches
The man weeps, the tears squeezed from his loneliness, the ghost without eyes, watches
The man calls for love and the sound is produced, the ghost clinging to its throat, muted like a war scene from a movie, watches
The man now steps out, feeling the heat of the sun on his skin, the ghost in the attick watches.