Abe: Hello dear, I’ve returned from death.

Sara: Hello dear, I’ll fix you a bite to eat.

Abe: Never mind dear, I’m not hungry.

Sara: You look so thin and tired.

Abe: Put me to bed and let me drift away.
Maybe my mind and body will rewrite themselves
while I sleep off all the
evil

Sara: You left me a sick man and have returned
a ghost, a flickering shadow on a cool cavern wall

Abe: Put me to bed and let me float
between substance and spirit.
I’ve learned to live forever
by always falling down
the deep dark well

Sara: I always just wanted a nice life,
a nice life with you.

Abe: You can be a ghost with me
We can haunt the meadows
You can be a reflection with me
We can ripple with the pond
You can be the moment between life and death with me
We can share heaven on earth
a moment hanging forever
like a dewdrop on a grass blade wobbling about to
fall
forever
splash and sink
into the dirt
below