Partly inspired by a poem called ‘Ghosts that leave footprints’, which I had the chance to read earlier today at a poetry reading after everyone had read their own poems…

I had run out of things to say
but time was not yet up
Then I remembered the words you wrote
that I had saved for later
So I read a poem about ghosts that leave footprints
because I, too, lack the ability
to avoid absorbing the atmosphere of a room
and sometimes feel the weight of existence
for that same haunted little moment

(6 March 2015)