I WHISPERED JEFF
He looks in the doll house
and sees himself there...
A blue fog sprite ghost
who doesn't quite care...
For he's also alive
lit by blood red of dawn...
And he's haunted by painting
behind him of swan...
And none of this happened
except in my dream...
I met him online,
cute & serene...
We didn't talk long
but I dreamed just the same...
The boy made of smoke
who wants me to stroke him...
Instead I awoke
as I whispered his name.
Written By Jason Wright
OCTOBER 4, 2006
for Jeff Collins