Ghost II
I cannot get my head around
any of this
Truly
Yet here I am
Woefully inadequate
To the task before me
I see your beautiful words
I feel their meaning
Feel their weight
Myself
Not worthy
I
Who have lost
All hope
All meaning
All comprehension
Of these things you
So beautifully speak of
Am incapable of being
Equally so
In return
Because
I
Find
Myself
At a loss for the very
Tools
At
My disposal
My Words
Fail me
And I stand
Behind
My walls
Longing
to touch
you
your soul
your face
to take
measure
of this man
who seeks me
I am undone
I am a mess
I am incomplete
At best
And Trying
Desperately
to be me
in a world
where you abide
terrified
I will fail
I will fall so
so short
and not be
what it is you think
you see
I lower the drawbridge
slowly
and raise the
portcullis
ever so slowly
until you
arrive
and until
We are met
face to face
Tet-a-Tet
they
will not
fully lower
or
Raise
until we are
met
I have spent a great deal of
time
in these walls
they have sheltered me
given me sanctuary
kept me
vouchsafe
I have built them
Stone by stone
They offer shade
In the scorching sun
And shelter from the
storms
They contain
all that I am
and all
that I
will ever be
I will only
admit
the
worthy
and
the
free
worthy
and
the
free
by Rue Collette May 2022
