Everything Bad Is Good Again
My ghost is the most boring ghost.
He’s waving his arms in the distance,
but all he’s saying is stay where you are.
I like yours better, the way he surprises you.
The gifts he brings. Do you think it’s true,
nihilism’s unattractive? If you’re not French.
Cautious ghost, let’s not pretend
there are no switchblades in the shrubbery.
Each grain in that salt shaker’s a tiny landmine,