Ethereal

Ethereal

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Day 3: Senses

#spiritwars2022

#charmingcarnations

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Word Count: 160

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I travel among the spirits,

having overloaded senses

able to traverse through

the minds of people.

I can read you like a book.

I can touch your soul and

turn the pages at my will

so I can understand you.

Your heart is so hearable,

I know if you’re lying or not.

The reverbing thuds tell me

so much about your emotions.

I can taste your pristine tears

to find out your joy or sorrow.

You can drink the pain away,

but trust me, it tastes awful.

I can see your dreams clearly

like a movie of a lifetime.

How much you aspire to live,

and how much you ambitionate

I can breathe in the deepest fears

you’ve allowed to cook for too long.

They smell like old and burnt gasoline,

ignited yet majorly useless to have.

It’s so fun to have overloaded senses,

how you can tell someone’s story

without having them tell their version,

because you already know their life.