Hungry Ghost Month,2019 Poem by Wilson Khor W.H.

As people appease the dead
offering food and joss-sticks
burning paper by the roadsides

I offer to the ghost
of my past relationship -
paper after paper
of grief,
of anguish,
of unspoken what-ifs

With plates after plates of food
followed by sweets and ice-cream
hoping to ease the pangs
of the hungry void in me;
for the calories to keep me warm
through those sleepless midnights...

Lying in my bedroom, in embrace
of fading memories -
of warmth and the scent
of another person.