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Deceased Man's Ghost
His flat existence majored on wishful thinking;
a tissue of failures and formidable frustrations;
a flash in some pan, even to the unblinking;
his every word and gesture were imitations---
intended to garner some approval or attention
to the sum of his characteristic pretension.
The only truth he found was in inebriations,
the repetitious results of his precarious drinking.
And when his corpse was buried, and, in its grave, stinking,
the ghosts in that place withheld their approbations,
and banished him away---a sort of unlinking---
to a forgotten graveyard of fallen, eroded headstones,
that no longer named whose were the remains of bones;
and the ghosts scorned him there, with hideous grins and winking.
Starward
