and you keep buying things 

to keep the ghosts away 

 

the packages come at 

all hours many never opened

 

books and music collections 

with the plastic still on 

 

and you think of the relationships

gone the eyes of love wanting things 

 

and you move on and you wonder

how much to move all these things 

 

and maybe you can’t move 

but think of those eyes and how 

 

they want to pull you away from 

all those things into themselves 

 

as their love would represent 

a more comfortable abyss