May the Fourth Be With You

[photophobic]

The dead cannot return.
We know this truth as gravity:
That which slips through our fingers falls to the ground
 if we let it–
 and we must.
The dead do not belong to us.

But we are theirs
when we believe that there is more
 that we could give
 to earn more than what is left.
We are theirs
in an instant left unguarded
when we forget they wait to speak with our mouths
 if we let them.
But the dead cannot return.

 And how could they
 when we will not let them leave

Comments

[photophobic]

so very deep omigosh