Corpse Calling
How alive do we have to be to realize that up until that very moment, we were dead?
And I know it might not mean much coming from a corpse, but I lived once.
But often I question if I lived my time well.
Hopefully not as soon as I, but nevertheless soon you will understand that you were living.
Unfortunately you only realize that once you have died again.
And along with that you too will wonder if you lived out the time you had in the most lively matter.
But what makes us alive enough to realize our death had been laid all around us.
For me it was when I looked into your eyes.
They captivated me.
They captured and held me so still in a trance that I realized how much I don’t like not being able to move.
You have to be alive to move.
So my heart was moving.
I think they call it beating.
It’s funny you know?
At times it felt like my heart stopped when I looked at you.
That’s how I knew I lived for a time.
But yet again I wonder if that’s all I coulda done or if maybe there was a chance for more.
Maybe I missed a detail in the reflection of your eyes.
Maybe your scent.
Your touch.
If I have the chance to live again I’ll have to go through each one so I don’t miss an opportunity.
But on the possibility that I do miss one.
Maybe that’s how it was meant to be.
Not found by me.
Because maybe someone else will live in those eyes and wonder like I.
I can’t be certain of that nor can I be certain of another chance to live.
Maybe I just be glad I got to live once.
Written 20 December 2026 at 1:45 AM
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