by J.J. Campbell
the haunting voices
of the forgotten
the once dearly
departed
i hear them at
night in my head
mostly laughing
mostly at me
and when i wake
up in the morning
and see pillows
tossed across the
room and the covers
on the floor
i'd like to think i
told them a thing
or two
but i doubt it
i'm sure it was some
elaborate prank that
got interrupted by the
demons deep within
that have no
need for laughter
at all
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