PRETTY POLTERGEIST

Remember back to when
I thought we were friends.
but I didn’t know you then.
I still won’t in the end. 

Pretty poltergeist
on the tip of my pen
Never meant to offend
in the end it’s just pretend.

I’ve got so much practice
playing with these matches
a spark can leave scratches
clean up all the ashes.

Pretty poltergeist
on the tip of my pen
Never meant to offend
in the end it’s just pretend.

Burn my paper poems
to keep my fingers warm.
A fire on my desk.
My heart’s a bloody wreck.

Pretty poltergeist
on the tip of my pen
Never meant to offend
in the end it’s just pretend.
in the end I’m just pretend. 

‘pretty poltergeist’
Written by Jungle, (C) 2021
all rights reserved.

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