Insubstantial

I can feel the fading

as color washes out of me

I grow transparent

insubstantial

my feet no longer make contact with the ground

I open my mouth to speak

there is no sound

A barely breathing ghost

who has lost gravity

I slide right through you

no impression made

barely stirring the air

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

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