It’s been eons since my death.
I’ve witnessed my own funeral
and then those of my loved ones.
I’ve watched humankind itself grow old and die.
Earth turns alien.
New life is born,
Nothing joins me in my ghostly watching.
Maybe I’m a glitch in the program.
The earth beneath my feet crumbles;
I float through space.
I drift and drift and drift
as the stars around me burn out.
I drift in blackness until there is nothing.
Until life is but a dream.