Boo

We will all turn into ghosts.
You won’t. A ghost is a thing,
Specifically not living,

At least not anymore. Ghosts
Are precarious in this
Respect, whether they exist.

You will say we’ve never been
Living things, are only words,
Are unlike you, can’t be ghosts.

If we’re right, and you protest
Like this, then you’re already
Haunted, now that you’ve met us.

Ghosts do exist in the word,
In our many words, like God.
And words can haunt you. We do.