Ghost

With every word I lessen
I diminish
become increasingly transparent
each finger twitch against the keys
brings me one symbol closer to death
and I fade like Marty McFly
from a family photograph
every passing letter pressed
accumulating
into paragraphs and pages
will be a remnant left
when I disappear
taken out of the world
permanently
as if I never was
except for this ghost of words
and maybe not even that

 

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