sitting here tonight
minding my
own business
there's a crashing
at the front door

it's crazy doobie
with pictures
of ghosts
he says
handing
them to me
"put them in
the newspaper!"

he's all excited
I knew he'd
been here
hunting me
earlier
today while
i was gone

had the
pictures of ghosts
with him then too

after he left
i looked
at them
under light

a couple of
simple pictures
with a light
leak on
the film
at the same
end of
both frames
same basic
shape

no ghosts these
just a
fucked camera

and it
dawned on me
that if doobie
became parvenu
he would
rush out
buy a
hasselblad
break it
within 2 days
and be making
ghost pictures
with it

that is if
the ufo's that
swarm
his house
didn't get him
first