we are the ghosts
you never see us
walking down the street
among you beautiful ones
the living ones
we are the ones you pass
without a second thought
for the tiny brush of air
you feel in our wake
we are hardly worth
the time it would take to pause
and consider
for we are not of the same world
we are here
you are there
we taste everything
and consume nothing
but we
are so very much
alive