I am the ghost that died inside you
I am the breath of foetid 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 poison you ate as you were giving birth
And I am the tiny hand you held
I am the words you'd 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 foetus
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 pores
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 past
I am the ghost who'll haunt each fragment of your future
I am the first, I am the last