dead (birthday present place holder pt. 6)

my body

my little big dead body

is strong

and still feisty,
still naughty

as i wake from a sleep
of no dreams or any
thing

but you and me

and i

am guided
by

a light

that

only

lover’s

can see- (i ate, we prayed, we loved but what

do you see it?

can you see me?

do you feel this?

when you are walking
like a hand slipped
accidentally in
yours as we
stroll

imaginary

through
a
hall

of nobody

but old photos
of you and me
and a baby

and what could
have been if
you would
have

if’d-

i stumble
blindy
in
pain
yet
happy
lucky
and
free

towards
the light
you never
wanted
me
to
see

can you feel me?

do you see me?

can you feel my tiny
bony sick hand
slipped in
yours?

as
we
embrace-
to face
our fears

and stumble
blindly, tread
lightly

into a sleep
with no
dreams

into
an

infinity

where
you
are
and
will
always
be

with
me.