Was that a moment
or was it an unreality
existing in a fading dream
as the embrace of sleep
released me to fall
into the existence of now?
The feeling of memory
just out of reach
a caller at the door
that runs away
missed calls of
unknown number.
Face in the crowd
the knowing glance
unknown stranger
all too familiar
lingering in doubt
unsettled by unfamiliarity.
The flash still persists
a recollection yet unthought
a negative shadow of light
darting through the dark
depths of the unconscious
light spots hiding in the cortex.
Do we exist parallel
to the lives of our now
living another life
haunting ourselves
in another universe
ghosts in our other world?
Ciaran Burke
