For the beloved curvatures of home
Stocked with warm voices
Sparking the rarity of ease
Within my torn and clouded mind

Beneath their towering personas
As their words boast and boom
Echoing undeterred
Through the scorn of mounting years

I savor each instant
Swept up in the bustling tide of kin
Welcoming through and trough
Never bitter, never sour, nor cold

Nightmarish ghouls
Are consumed in ceaseless fury
Raging into the hollow depths
Of the foggy and unkempt night

Return to me soon
My treasured, honest memories
For i have fallen in dire need
Of your ghostly reminiscence