when you're nowhere
you're in poetry.
death is thus also a poem
that will remain a potential
perhaps forever.
won't a molecule ever carry a message
from my mother
to a remote molecule of mine
say in a million years?
a billion?
no?
not a chance?
let's not be pessimistic,
but scientific:
in a billion billion years from now,
a molecule of hers, or an atom, may, or, ok, might
some day, if a billion billion years is not enough
then, ok, in a billion billion billion years
may
touch, like a kiss,
an atom
from my body
me.
it might.
true,
when you're nowhere
you're in poetry, and death
is thus also a poem. but forget poetry
now, it's high time
we thought scientifically