Eye to eye with a ghost

senses have eyes
deceived by
our all seeing eyes

if these 'eyelids'
would open to let
the other world
a bat of the eye away
comes through

the dead young man
his spirit at the cupboard,
stares and wonders
the state of my being
good as alive

would the curtain
between us lift itself?

or would some great mind
dissolve it in a great
pair of spectacles?

what a see through formulae
the glasses must carry

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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