fixed and detached

i crossed your path
head slung low
hands were clasped
and my, my my mind
was still attached
but you fixed that
of all the things
i think i miss
the most
my body wasn’t
just a host
my mind
was completely
unique to me
and now I’m
just like all those
walking ghosts
the lost souls
and detached
head slung low
i crossed your path

Leave a Reply