Tuesday 28 July 2020

Anne Boleyn

There was always a ghost 
Following me
I can outwit spectors 
I said, you said
And the shadow seemed to
Fade
Wearing her jewels I walked
Forward, lifting my head
She was no longer behind me
I had become the ghost instead.

C. LJ 2020
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