In The Aftermath Of Your Ashes To Ashes In the aftermath of your ashes to ashes The fantasy billows of clouds are all allure To a soundtrack of lanterns on the lake. I feel aware of the texture of each piece of air; My senses Curve, Majestically poignant and fleeting. "they were here first" Where do I call home? You are The dust in the urn- In the turn- That's everything. I feel soft imprints of memory, And a retrospect I have never known In the aftermath of your ashes to ashes. I don't know what I'm doing. Everything raises my gorge- In the most spectacular way- I am full of #life, Bubbling out of my lungs- I can do anything I want With my infinite mind touched by no earthly rain- I am here, on soft brown earth- With the memory of your hand, Mine, So strong in my mind. And then it passes. I am, once more, Totally, totally alone amongst you.