Eric Pankey
Call it an exercise in restraint
The angle of ascent is sharp
Like the sloped ceiling
Of a closet under the stairs
The space cramped confined
Ill-suited for the work at hand
What should one expect
To emerge from an emergency
A tabooed body a revenant
What should one expect
Having forgotten the effects
Of isolation on memory
Having forgotten the guile of ghosts
Running ahead even a child
Turns back to assured he is followed
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