Roman Lyakhovetsky

freezing fog -
a hooded shadow descends
the watchtower

— Roman Lyakhovetsky

crossroads grave -

a skeleton strumming

the rusty strings

— Roman Lyakhovetsky

Roman Lyakhovetsky

dead shift
me and her whisper
in the room

— Roman Lyakhovetsky

smiling skull

the dentist assures me

it’s only in my head

— Roman Lyakhovetsky

Roman Lyakhovetsky

passing slowly
by the grave of his boss
ghost writer

— Roman Lyakhovetsky

Roman Lyakhovetsky

writer’s attic
the silent gossip of
dead characters

— Roman Lyakhovetsky