going home for the weekend
living ghosts vs. the ones hollywood knows
there is something less frightening
when they are marketed for screams,
those ghosts, the ones we give our money
for a distraction from what ever one needs distracting.
they aredesigned with intent

then the real horror of home towns
what they have become is more or less mysterious
they take place in daylight so bright and obvious you wish
they werent so obvious
that the mind is crippled with the past, mutual past, and it
is shared between two of us, how frightening, it was, we were, we went,

living ghosts are fragile, and loaded with what life is trying to really say
we walk through the familar, yet we ourselves are different
we alone seem different
what fresh hell is this?