Cc: me


by Julie Roorda

Cyberlimbo teems with the ghosts 
of those who’ve forgotten their passwords,
What was Mother’s maiden name?
What about the dog that ran away?

No matter.  History is redundant 
once you pass through the faux-pearl gates 
of Disney Heaven, to which your profile 
may be transmitted by facsimile.  No ID required.  

What a relief to be released from memory-
laced muscle, earthly remains mere carbon-
capture vessels, breath of life exhaled 
as fine particulate ash. What a blast! 

	In the end, flesh becomes The Word™.
	You too can live forever.