Kill me softly with your lipstick mouth, glistening like bloodhoney\u2014haunted by spirits\u2014under the slow burn of this bar light sun. Turning turning turning your sweaty glass, lost in thought, you stop to brush willful, black strands of hair from your eyes\u2014I think they\u2019re blue\u2014and I wonder what your story is. Tell me yours, and I\u2019ll tell you mine<\/em>.<\/p>\n Like reading tea leaves in a cup, you search the bottom of your glass for answers, through the smoke of a Lucky Strike smoldering in a nearby ashtray. Mystic vision conjured across the great divide of where you were and where you are now. I scry mine and see our fate\u2019s the same.\u00a0Guess we\u2019re good like that.<\/p>\n Glancing back, you\u2019re gone. Just smoke and mirrors in the end. A shade in the lamplight and the smears of black cherry you left behind.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Seconds freefall from the wall clock like over-ripe fruit\u2014rocking and rolling, bruised and rotting, to the ever-steady pace of a ceiling fan Hummmmm<\/em>. Timescatters seeking dark corners of silent walls and dust ball meet-cutes.<\/p>\n So much familiar in that household dust: skin sloughed away, cell by cell; a head hair here; an eyelash there; maybe a crumb of hope\u2026 or two or\u2026<\/p>\n Can\u2019t stop the music\u2014this silent entropy, destroy\u2019r of mountains and men.<\/p>\n All I can do is sit and wait \u2018til nothing\u2019s left but dust-devils haunting the corners to the whoosh whoosh whoosh<\/em> of relentless timeslices and reality tv.<\/p>\n This is what it is to be a ghost.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Kill me softly with your lipstick mouth, glistening like bloodhoney\u2014haunted by spirits\u2014 under the slow burn of this bar light sun.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":182,"featured_media":23365,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3530],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-22418","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-flash-fiction","writer-david-estringel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22418","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/182"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22418"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22418\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":23366,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22418\/revisions\/23366"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/23365"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22418"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22418"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22418"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}Ghost<\/h5>\n