A Shimmering Ghost 2


It shimmered
Looking emaciated
Even for a ghost

The field was open and ready to be devoured
But the shade wasn’t hungry
Not for that
Every corner of its body swirled
With an incredible appetite
So the field kept beckoning
Sensing an opportunity

The ghost placed an ear to the ground
Listening for flesh, something edible
Womb sounds answered back
Apparently it was late to the occasion
A milestone of life

It eagerly returned the ear to dirt
Hoping for resurrection
Alas
It was not to be
Since the womb only made stirred once
An opportunity lost on both sides


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