My Gun

My gun would be invisible
harming no one living
except the hungry ghosts
who hover over my sleep

Harming no one living
ghost-gun intangible
hovering over my sleep
the hungry ghosts, daunted

An imaginary gun will
fire only thoughts
only ghosts need fear it
the best sort of gun

Bullets of the imagination
for an invisible gun
Make your own license
hunt your own ghosts