Wednesday, April 17, 2013

My control-freak Ghost









It follows me everywhere

without intimation

and is present in every conversation

editing every word uttered by whoever.

Merciless is the word when it

rubbishes anything it doesn't like.

The pitch of my voice it modulates

from high, when disagreeing,

to low, when pleading.

It pulls me back from the present

to the rock of icy ego

formed over the past centuries.

The remote control of my life

and actions.

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