no body

electricity coming from
my hands
rain coming from my
streets
twisting visions of
trees and parked planes
whisk and hold me
realizing at the
city park grille
I am a ghost
only special people
can see me
& I am invisible
to others
I have no body
I have nobody
my brother’s ghost
calling
driving drunk
after being hammered
by the pool

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