Against the Sky
What can’t happen, now confuted
Dead can live, and they succeed
See them coming, well-reputed
See them getting what they need
Like a page that you refresh
They appear as if by click
From deep sleep, back in the flesh
Was it time that did the trick?
On this basis, I surmise
We shall come back someday, too
You smile at me against the sky
Like you often used to do.
Copyright © Gregory Colodub | Year Posted 2024
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