Ghost Town

It’s a ghost town

Wander around

You’ll find no one at home

All the living have left

Only the haunted remain

Peek in the windows

You’ll see for yourself

Homes now skeletons

Left vacant to rot

Only bones are left

And the ghosts

Tell their stories

You can find them

If you look

They speak in whispers

Their words rustle

Like pages in a book

To be muttered anon

Tales to be told

But there is no one left

To tell them

To speak the names

Save the record keepers

And the graves

So enjoy yourself

Pull up a chair

You’re welcome to stay

Ghost towns are haunted

By the living

And they like it that way

Writing Unbound