There they were
Too many to erase
Too many to resist
Any more
Inside they lay
In every thought
and perception
So righteous was their anger
Chanting in a language
Foreign to his ear
And beyond his comprehension
What filled his eyes
Were lost faces
What touched his fingers
Were electric memories
Ghosts 2 copyright Geoff Francis 2020
Bagged rhinoceros Copyright Geoff Francis 2018