And now
You are a body.
It is lying there
On a floor
You never did.
It.
Hands that
Never dared touch
Hit chest
And kiss
To push life in.
Death has already kissed.
Friends weep
As do foes.
Is it for you?
Or their loss?
Even a tear
Of unexpected joy.
You feel nothing
You do not know;
You have
Since long gone home.
It is lying there.
It.
