A Sentiment

Wonder how these read when I’m dead.

Wonder who reads them and how?

What’s a word read like without breath?

How do I sound with dead ears? How to read while the sky?

How to while away the hours while the Earth?

How to be anything while you’re something else of all there is?

Well, wherever I am, Hello. Hope wherever you find yourself, treats you well. So, from wherever I am, keep your dream going.

From the dream I am now, keep your dream going.

I’ll see you, whatever seeing is now, when you get here.

What a sentiment. To think of the lover to be, now, and realize you aren’t there for them right now. How you can’t help them, now. But how you wish you could.

How to hurry the ship?

How, when the best course is to stay steady to the course?

You sit still. You do the day.

You steady your feet. You keep the beat.

You finish the song, to start the next one.