One For The Dead

WilliBrown VeniceBeach 2005
though my chest rises with breath and my head nods on my neck these fingers typing here will one day feed the earth though now in my room with the sunlight streaming onto my right foot i can see hear and touch the space it really won’t be long until i am space and some other singer laments us you and i who have died but haven’t left space there are bodies and there are beings and today i am both