Loose dust

Rain will disappear to remain a
memory
A picture frame on top of glass
shelf.

A place will translate as music
record
Or as smell of a disinfectant or
the feet

Shuffling in soft layers of earth
-air
A levitating ghost without feet,
only tail .

Ghost is merely illustration for
children.
The magazines sell kings and
ghosts.

All forest’s animals are talking
morals.
We turn into ghosts with ghost
memories

Places are ghosts in the night’s
quietude.
Places are ghosts that turn into
loose dust.