Haunt-

...

He was a ghost that walked through my skin
& saw right into my insides. The bloody organ bags;
into the fillings in the back of my teeth

He was a plastic neon skeleton with chilly fingers & toes
that he pressed against my skin while I tried to sleep.
I could not, not once, I never slept.

He had a jack-'o-lantern grin that glowed til morning,
when everyone was drunk, high, wasted away to glitter dust.
I spelled out his name in fridge door magnets.