The unbidden ghosts of bygone belief

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The unbidden ghosts of bygone belief

they come and sit 

the unbidden ghosts of

bygone belief –

gathering in patches of sun-spill

there on the hillside where sharp edges of slaughtered innocence

swarm, scraps of flesh still seeping

for blood-memory is exact and irrevocable

they come and sit 

the unbidden ghosts of trusting giggles

of that little girl with clothes free-falling

haunting each silent shudder

of the now-grown woman

flinching from each would-be loving touch

alone

in servituded-worship

of the ever 

Unbidden Ghosts

sitting at her side  

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