Resurrection

"I'm tired of being with dead people!"

You coughed first
White dust
          poooofing
from your white lips,
dusting your white face.

White, white, white, white

But your spine
was Straight
Up
  Right
Curve
     Less

And you were 
            young

Very

I dropped whatever it was I
                           held
in my hands

Not over, I thought.
So, it's not over after all.

Come back if you want

All the gods of heaven and hell
                               know
Your 
    grace
is needed here
              Now

But
   beware

Be Ware

Earth
     Now
is no place  
for one already
               Tired
Of being with the Dead

c.sdmrogers 8 october 2020