Ghosts of Convenience

O, most convenient Ghost: I find

I entertain you in my mind.

So come and sit, we'll chat a bit,

Your cup will overflow with wit.

Trying though you are, my friend.

I like your haunts, they shall not end.

We waltzed once to 'Hope, Disbanding.'

Now we dance to 'Understanding.'

That's your cappuccino, there.

Need more sugar? Take your share.

Nothing's worse than bitter drinks --

Except, a bitter heart, methinks.

Time : the greatest sinfree sweetener

Rightens things misthought before.

One nervous, gnawing night in bed.

I knew: I'm living in my head