Coastalcity

I have no beach to walk on
like Lucy did
but I have as many ghosts
or perhaps more.

Still,
my feet leave invisible prints
on waves of pavement
at the edge of a concrete sea.

Regardless,
the passage of time
and the healing of hearts
follows the same course
despite disparate shores.

And the ghosts –
the companions of a solitary soul –
well,
they just

follow
footprints
only they
can see.