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