This house will
outlast
me and all those ghosts
I know.
I know
there is always
a ghost
idling on the edge
of what
I hold dear.
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I never know
when
I should confront
the ghost
or how to walk
so that
the ghost leaves
before
I have to.
Please tell me
how
to smile knowing
how
terrible the stars
are for
never changing
and for
not knowing how.
Terrible
how terrible
please
tell me are
the stars.