Haunting

Am I
to be
ghost

because I already died
or
because I hang on
…
live on past,

past that one moment
the old times froze,

past that one moment
creating, in passing,

spaces.

Am I to haunt
this new house,

or am I
to move from room to room,
playing where nothing existed before…

I breathe
              − onwards, beyond,
everlasting −

stars,

I do not sleep,
for this naked house
is magnificent