My Mist Poem by Tasha Miller
My Mist
I see you there
out of the corner of my eye.
I can’t turn to look,
you might solidify.
I can hear your words.
They swim in my head.
You are talking to me
and I know you’re dead.
Is that a shadow,
or is it your soul?
I have to ignore you.
Interest, I can’t show.
You are but a mist,
you are always around.
When I think you’re gone,
you only surround.
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