It's Still Life

Are You Waiting for Me

Sunrise
seeps through the slats
of the fence.
Shakes
the leaves into
dancing silhouettes.
Shuffles
shadows like playing
cards. We all fall down.
My ear
against the pillow.
Heaven fills the other.
Thunder
rolls — all those
souls are clapping.
Are you
waiting for me in
heaven?

What I was listening to when I wrote this. The tune. Haunting.

4B 31.5 “Souls Clapping” ©️ Misky 2020