to pull ghosts into an unraveling present

since the liberty to comport themselves 
in the world of the living slipped away entirely,
we cannot afford to sit idle 
while the ghosts drift away into oblivion.

so accustomed to industry, 
once you get into the habit of your particular kind of... 
we present two dueling points of view 
regarding the Great Unravelling.

taken away the ley lines 
upon which spirits have depended since time immemorial,
for ghosts, by the ghosts
it was this realization that spooks me. 

our eternal restlessness becomes a prison, 
not an escape of the fleshy bonds,
so who can contemplate an everlasting afterlife 
and the wider cosmos, as if the deathright of every honest shade?