Watching Yellow Submarine after another long day,—thus the title…

Every little noise has me looking
for something that isn’t there

Every soft object my hand brushes
I mistake for something that isn’t there

Every shadow that moves across my vision
is something that isn’t there

Maybe tomorrow

Maybe never again

For now
I will learn to love
ghosts and shadows

(23 November 2018)

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