We too shall disappear to where you are.
If heaven be in the clouds.
If heaven be in the ancient stars.
All our lived lives patched together.
Each strand crossed over and under.
No one recognizable from any other.
We too shall disappear to where you are.
If heaven be a part of the earth’s soil.
If heaven be a part of rock, molten rock.
All the buried lives consumed
and broken down. Solidified,
hardened, petrified. History
and the forgotten. Days and nights
the same. Be still, you dead. Be silent.
We too shall disappear to where you are.
Become unrecognizable.We disappear,
we disappear. As soon as the smoke
is done. As soon as the worm
is done.