After

In your last moments,
A last gasp of breath, your chest caving in,
Your mind dissolving, your body tensing,
And your vision
Gone

What happens after
Your line stops running, your beeps stop beeping,
Your heart stops beating,
And your soul
Gone

Or is it?

Do you awake with your touch in different hands?
Or your words coming out of a different voice?
Or your world coming from a different set of eyes?

Or do you awake floating in the wind,
Drifting through a breeze,
Landing amongst other dandelions?

Maybe;

Or do you even wake at all?

Just left cold, empty, and lifeless.
Gone are your memories of watching the sun come up in your friend's room
Or of the limo ride home with your heels in your hands,
Gone are your thoughts of recording that TV show
Or wishing your sister happy birthday,
Gone are your emotions felt when you moved your tassel from right to left
Or when you watched your best friend walk down the aisle,
Gone is the feeling of your mother's arms around your back
Or the feeling of a loved one's kiss,
And when the beep stops, so do you.