Her Ghost In The Darkness... Poem by Minnie Gehrig

Her name echos across
the caverns of your lips,
spills its way onto things in your house
A toothbrush you couldnt throw away,

Her name finds its way into my ears,
a girl i havent met,
almost weekly,

Her ghost hangs its chains around your neck,
where you rattle on n on
about the way things were n
pretend you are over her,

but you keep the messeges on your phone n
the notebook of her numbers n
you miss her dog,

Even as you kiss my lips,
n by trinkets for my daughter,
n profess your Love in drunkness,

I wonder if it is her you see,
transparent in front of my,
my face now unclear
through your ghosts in the darkness...