Now, And Then Poem by Nim Lee

Now, And Then



My mind is completely blank;
Empty: yet somewhere deep inside
A ghost stumbles throught the cold white corridors,
A dark grey ghost, silently weeping, transluscent tears dropping.
A ghost which was once a green girl
Who stepped out of a shadowy copse
With a dripping knife in her hand
While the heavy leaves dripped slowly, darkly.
What had she left inside, bleeding, dying?
It was herself.

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