*Chasing Ghosts

Who needs
Bones
In this grand
Age of benevolence

But then,
Who needs charity.

Do you
See the
Fleeting eyes
Held captive by
This curious
Chassis
Guided by a mind
Barely present
Hardly captivated

Swim.
Feel the controus
Of these carbon cages
Let them crumble
Within
The dusk
Of your frame.

Twilight beckons.
Fade away from
Closed corners
You are light
Forever present.

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