perhaps i am a ghost that eases your mind
on sleepless nights
wrapped around your pillow
the whisper on the edge of a vision
the unspoken back-up plan under all the plans
that doesn't really fit together
when you straighten it out
the word you wanted to say
after the first word you wanted to say
after the thing you really meant
really, your third choice
the steady hum of the machine
under the hum of the machine
inaudible to all but persistent
little but a harmony
you are a phantom that calms me
i am a ghost that eases your mind.
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