Until Another Death

Yesterday, I was able to sit in my room,
Laugh at the bright Saturday sun with a friend.
I discovered the possiblity of silence.
The frosty grass fields of the mind.
I took a long warm shower after reading,
And laughed more.

And though the final war may come,
I still smiled.
For that Saturday
Something embraced me from the beyond,
Something regardless of myself,
Dancing above my spongy temple,
My organic pillow,
Where my soul rests
Until another death.