The Ghost of You

RDP Wednesday – EVIDENCE

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The  smell of vomit

cigarette smoke

and your

department store perfume

so tragically hip

in the Midwest

lingered in my car

long after it was towed away for scrap.

 

The Ghost of you

the smell of you

haunts the wrecking yard steps away from where you live.

Is this

Poetry or Poetic?

I wonder.

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