GHOST LETTER 43

Chris R-1-105 Image by Christine Renney

Can a ghost be used like this? Trapped in a maze, looked down upon from above, one of many, oblivious of the others, a specimen in a jar, a rat – no a mouse, turning the wheel? Constantly failing at reaching the cheese?

I am walking again. Not in order to reach somewhere – my objective is not to arrive. But I am not ready to abandon this place, not quite yet. I am walking in the way that I did when it began and I realise that this is how I have managed to remain out here, to stay gone.
I keep to the outer edges of the City and I have been here before, walking on the periphery, relentlessly pushing myself forward. But this time it feels different and it is. I am not slowly edging closer to the centre and readying to make my way down into the labyrinth.
I have a few belongings stuffed into an old rucksack, an anorak and a blanket, a scarf and gloves. I have money; some coins collected in one of those little plastic bags. And despite the fact that whilst in the City I couldn’t stop counting them, I am not sure how much or how many I have.
I feel as if I have completed the circle and I don’t know now where I can or should go next.

7 Comments

  1. I crawl like a viper
    Through these suburban streets
    Make love to these women
    Languid and bittersweet
    I rise when the sun goes down
    Cover every game in town
    A world of my own
    I’ll make it my home sweet home
    –Donald Fagen, Walter Becker

    • That’s the dilemma for this character I think. Thanks Neil.

  2. The circle is the key. Or should that be the key is the circle? There is a universal here in that we all seem to be moving ceaselessly as if we were certain that we are ‘getting’ somewhere, and yet we always seem to return to a place with which we are familiar. As ever, great to read, Mark.

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