FebPoWriMo 25

The dead only visit us 
When it is absolutely necessary

Last night as I slept
We embraced

I was surprised at the ordinary
Of it all

And I asked because I wanted to know
If you were okay

My consciousness did not hear
Your answer

Only waking to remember
You are dead

But while I was asleep
I was with you

And you were standing there
Like you always do

When you come to visit
Waiting for me to wake up

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher