making sure we are still alive?
You checking my dumb blog
and me continuing to write
pining poems about you and youth.
Oh, to go back in time
and feel that first spark again!
It's a lovely little dance,
like those sensational salsa videos
I have seen on Facebook.
I am still alive,
but the cancer is back.
When this blog stops—
whenever that day comes—
that's how you'll know I'm gone.
Music and poetry live forever,
so we will, too.
And when I stop seeing Louisville
pop up in my Google Analytics,
I will sadly know you are no longer.
But something tells me
we will be doing this dance for many more years.