Ghosts Are Intervening

 

ghosts are intervening

they overcome the sentry in your head
ghosts are intervening

they are playing the piano in your mind
ghosts descend upon the streets
ride the wires of the trolley into town
curl up inside the batteries of the electric bikes
ghosts are intervening
radio the forestry service
the trees are falling down
radio the oceanic institute
the starfish are meteoring
back up into the sky
ghosts are intervening
you've got no license to be sane
they say
the simple geometry of a snowflake
eludes you
they say
what is it that you want
they say

(If I remember correctly, the title and opening line are from a spoken word piece by Marcos Frommer from 1987)

(image: Rainbow Beach, Chicago, March 2025)