I wonder
what my cold fingers feel
like
scraping on your skin
like
ice?
like a strange and
unwelcome touch from
a specter?
Am I a ghost?
yes?
Can I be your ghost
at least?
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the sieve and the sand 
a very spooky poem!
I’ve got the chills!!
Glad to hear it.
I think.