reply to the ghost

but the bears bit Goldilocks
mauled her with their mitts
savaged her without passion
objectively

I kissed her goodbye in the viewing room
then rolled her head from side to side
to see how loose it was
surprising, the zero resistance of death

the button from her nightdress
was pressed into the asphalt by her fall
rain and traffic did not remove it
only my fingers

this butter, I did not want to swallow it
none of us did