Faint Reminders Poem by Anna C Croft

I perceive you in the silence in forests
I hear your footfall on threadworn stairs.

I see your reflection in the store windows
Behind me, gaunt and hollow-cheeked.

I watch your shape twist and swirl in the sand dunes
I feel you tug my hair in the waves.

I know it is you who drips water down my back
As I lounge in a hot steamy bath.

I guess I should have thought it through
Before I killed you, that you would haunt me forever.

Copyright Anna C Croft 3/6/10 UK