The Dead— Being alive — have forgotten
  Memory that God erased
 Unclosing gates
  on grateful lands

No more Family — that blood matter —
Orbital dust
 on an accretion disk
Souls — as One — make suns
    & sun-like swing

Sometimes however you cross paths
 with a humain
  stricken too soon

 He’s no dead —
 He welcomes daylight
 blasting his own face
   — with a stuck —
   — harrowing smile —

For the sidewalk - you're both on -
Was paved for
the Living Ones