Step Outside

Why don’t you
just step outside

I’ve been waiting
all night, tonight
and through all those
sweaty August nights

kinda feels like you’re
a product of my imagination,
some days

kinda feels like you’re
a ghost love
so palpable yet,
so impossible to prove

you’re my ghost
you just floated through
these walls I put up

Now here you are,
on the other side –
did I let you in?

should I Ouija board it?

Where the hell am I
why are we here?

Drafted July 15, 2021