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In My Ghostbox by Louis, yr 8

Posted: December 2, 2013 by dukefrederick in creative writing, poetry
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In my ghostbox I shall put the chill of an empty room,
The bleak wind blowing on the back of my neck,
And a rhino beetle creeping up my spine.

In my ghostbox I shall put silken spiderwebs clinging to my face,
The echo of my heartbeat thumping in my chest,
And the taste of bland dust in my mouth. (more…)