are something to see through
not something to look at
Not a someone?
They, they, come.
Or maybe it's that they stay.
Theirs are purposeful encounters, sprinkling their seers with fear and confusion.
Seeking meaning, their witnesses can find intent.
In the space that follows life
there can be unrest.
In the dusty corners of the unknown
bone-less spirit beings may ask of us.
Liquefy our fright.