I am the ghost that died inside you

I am the breath of heated wind

I am the loss that you're concealing

I am the one that's never sinned

I am the evil you have vanquished

I am the lust you have expelled

I am the poisoned feast you ate as you were given birth and

I am the tiny hand you held

I am the words you never utter

I am the curse that left your lips

I am the casual stare of unimagined dangers

I am the itching in your hips

I am the godforsaken fetus

I am the afterbirth of love

I am the stammering recipient of favours

I am below, you are above

I am the secret in your darkness

I am secreted from your flaws

I am the cynicism screaming for attention

And I'm everything you'd like to think was yours

I am the ghost of just this moment

I am the ghost of all your parts

I am the ghost who'll haunt each fragment of your future

I am the first, I am the last