to bask in the delight
to dream
to purr
to live
if only the ghosts would be forthright
and haunt another scream
let one be in the blur
for that is to live
tinker tinker tinker with the light
the ghosts always cast an insightful beam
living in our head; making us demur
that is not to live
no need to be polite
break the ghost’s seam
drink the courage liqueur
that is how to live
don’t bask in delight
rip through the dreams
rise above the purr
be strong, be bold, be loud
that is to live
