I am not only who I seem.
I am haunted–deeply, truly, irremediably.
I am a labyrinth of indeterminable dimensions.
I cannot tell how far down I go beneath this heaved-up
surface, where I breathe and speak.
There is more to me than can be shown here, or seen.
I am a ghost, on an errand obscure to me.
When I leave, I will enter…Reality…or so I believe.
Copyright (C) 2015 by Douglas M. Gillette