5789 Dunster Ct Apt 260

By> Mille Price 

I am visited by the ghosts long departed 

They live in the trees

Within indentations of the sidewalk 

Along the slopes of hills

That end in the heart 

Of a circle called home

They call to me

Of times forgotten

Hidden

In the whispers

I've learned to ignore

But have grown to a roar

In my mind

Stronger with each step 

A click of a lock

A flicker of a light

Is a machine

Teleporting back in time 

To darkness

And joy

And loss

Now

Once again

The pieces must be picked up

Pushed together

Gently, gently

I'm more fragile than I seem

More than I show

With a pain that screams 

To be forgotten

But never will be.