Are the dead alive and the living dead?
Do departed souls return to the source of imagination?
When we are orbs of consciousness
hovering above marble & granite stones
will we still smile without lips?
Still cry without eyes?
Still feel energy of living?
Yearn to be in bodies again?
And what of this body?
My fleshling personhood?
How to crucify ambivalence of breathing
somewhere in between living & dying?
How to live… Love… Just be…