Steem-Pocalypse Poetry Day 8--Round 1

Answered Prayer

How strange

    my prayer was answered
    
        Can’t say I expected that

    Thought life ended at death

But I’m here

    and not here
    
        and there’s my partner

    there’s some cans

I can never grasp

    Though I’m spirit

        I’m not prescient 

            No more hunger

        No more pain

            No more influence

                Just observation
        
                    commentary  
            
                          and floating