Ghosts? Zombies? No. That market is unregulated & inefficient. 
I put a new skylight in instead...   
 
My apartment, top floor of the building, a small  
Bedroom, kitchenette, barely a sitting room with parts of a sectional.  
One wall cloud patterns, washed grassland, blue wood, lemurs on paper.   
I don’t mind if I look worn or beaten up. I’m wearing  
The national costume,  
swaggering in poplin, in a trance.  
I must guard against glib enthusiasm.