At dinnertime, <br />I softly gaze out the window <br />Into the evening turning black. <br /> <br />I eat my food slowly <br />And never turn backwards <br />To let my eyes <br />Roam into the lonely bedroom. <br /> <br />I’ve spent years alone <br />Dissolving into ghost; <br />I don’t want to see a book <br />Resting at the head of the bed <br />Where once a woman slept.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dissolving-into-ghost/
