I didn't upload the poem u are reading;
it was written by a ghost
moving my hands across the keyboard;
I shut my eyes,
light a
big cigar & watch the words                                           appear
as if written from the other side of the             /                              mirror
on the page                                        before my eyes like magic;
this isn't a fantasy
                              or a cartoon; I glimpsed her face                colored green in                       the                          shadows
it's a nightmare & I can't stop the ghosts
from breaking through the portal of my
her face         spiraling
                                    through my unconscious mind;
my                                                              ­hands move




faster
faster only god now knows
                            what they'll do next;
the lady in red envelops me & swallows my black *****                 blue
black                                                   black *****
brown green green                                                            ­ green
orange orange                              orange