the ghost is thirsty

The ghost is thirsty

Squeezing water from stone

A ditch and a home

Drowning in anticipation

Killed by the ambulance

Sent to tend

Blood flows meat and bone

Standing over a head stone

Here to all the memories

The ones we can never share

Watching the whiskey

Soak into the ground

Leaving the shot glass

And the bottle for you to share

The ghost is thirsty

Waiting another year

Till I bring another shot glass

For you and I to share

Listening to the wind

I hear your words float

Whispering faintly in the breeze

I tell you about my life

And the family you have through me

Watching the whiskey soak in

The tragedy combined

 A marble angel keeps watch

Not to close

Not too far

Asking silent questions

The answers rhetorical