Haunted

Holy water doesn't seem to be
doing it
keep em coming
pile stakes up
just in case

Just in case she tries to
wander back.
Behind my laugh
is a fragile
little tiny crack
made of plastic.

Embalming your skin
in plastic wrap
a late night accident
waiting to happen -
and you knew it was coming

Grinding teeth whenever
you're dreaming
point in fact.
In case you're
unaware the ghosts
fucking follow me back to my flat.
To my crows perch
which bears no
welcome mat
But not for wanting.
I just can't
Open up.
Guess I'm just too haunted.