They Inhabit

I think I’m crazy.

My brain is so hazy.

It’s like I’m in a daze.

Maybe it’s just a faze.

To talk to the dead.

It’s all in your head.

They talk back.

Maybe I just have a nack.

But it has become a habit.

Because they inhabit.

RGH/DPS

4-28-19

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