If you sit on the edge, the wood shakes you when the trains go by. It makes me feel like the plastic dentures Johnny got Granny as a joke one … Continue reading All my thoughts are winding

If you sit on the edge, the wood shakes you when the trains go by. It makes me feel like the plastic dentures Johnny got Granny as a joke one … Continue reading All my thoughts are winding
I remember we are stardust
And when I miss him I look up.
I trace his outline in the cosmos.
I wave. He winks.
I remember that atoms are reused.
And I breathe deep recycled air
Passed from his lungs to mine
Through time.
I remember that time is relative
And although our speeds are different
Our destination is the same.
I will join him.
In the Night.