standing in a red-lit tomb
spirits stir in every room
faces blur, they come and go
moving in a constant tempo
they all like to follow
wherever it is they can swallow
the poison i pour
only wanting more
when they sip it down
i see lost souls move town to town
they haunt this place,
speed up the pace
leave shadows deep
in the nonsense they speak
ghosts on the counter
they linger ’til dawn
fading like smoke
when the morning comes
keeping the stories drowned in gin
watching the lost as they stumble in
empty laughter and hollow cheers
they raise a glass to forgotten years
only to dance like their young
as the dj repeats a stupid song
im haunted too, i wont deny
the walls have watched me bleed and lie
im one of them, just passing through
a specter bound to this endless view
as the lights flash, the shadows sway
our ghosts keep the night at bay
behind the bar, in haunted roles
pouring drinks for fractured souls
im over it
10/31/2024
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