commemorating the day my wife lost faith in humanity but gained it back somewhat thanks to Amanda Palmer

in Phaedo,
one of ‘em says: Do we believe that there is such a thing as death?
Is this anything but the separation of the soul and body?

unplug the machine.
body--drag,
mud-bound baggage
constrict
my imprint. dump
the heavy,
soul--like
a ton of water,
conversion has me thinking
in nouns
of
the nothing
before