Vacant

You should want your skull
Haunted, don’t you think?
If the ghosts are gone,
You’ve forgotten them,

And it’s obvious,
Watching from outside,
That those who forget
Their ghosts lose themselves—

That terrible look
Of scared confusion
Behind the windows
When the host is left

Alone as last ghost,
With no one to haunt,
And no words to tell
How haunting it is.