what to say

her words i hear again
her voice is there again
the empty space between us
rendered invisible again
my heart stops
i am still
quiet
dreaming of rain drenched windows
under giant oaks
a million million years ago
my muse
long dead and buried
walks
some link to some before time
before the detour
before the hard tour
maybe to delay the slide
dead waking graveyard
i am still
marveling at all the ghosts
i have no idea what to say