Deep Thoughts for the Day: Ghosts

my family want me to interact with them. my family. my mother and my brother. there once were more. but they're all gone now. some dead. most just gone.

me, i just want to pretend i don't exsit. float unseen through the downstairs to retrieve what pseudo-medicines i seek. and then float back upstairs. as all ghosts are. drawn to and captive to their darkness.

my brother chuckles from his place stretched out across the loveseat staring upon the tv. she just walks by again and again like we're not even here.

yes, yes, brother i do. because if you're not here somehow, in my mind, neither am i.