Ghosts On Barstools Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

Ghosts On Barstools

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their energy lingers, stirring
while humans shift between oak and brass
doubled on rocks
mixing material and ethereal
like old lovers on the verge

regret burns more than
whiskey memories
nights spent licking flames from barked skin
all now mellowly reduced
from love
to simple skin rituals
before final call

Wednesday, April 5, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: ghosts
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