Tonight I opened my laptop
and on the screen
the face of my friend Hank Levin
who just last summer crashed his plane
saving his wife the cost of a cremation
ashes being all that was left of him
and now he wants to friend me on Facebook
or so the notice reads
and though I know we're not done with eachother
each of us doubtless holding something
left unsaid
I'm reluctant to accept the request
if there's a Facebook in the sky
where spirits post their latest pics
I want no part of it
the fact is Hank that you and I
no longer need an intermediary
if you want to talk I'm pretty sure
that you know where to find me
and you'll understand if I don't come
looking for you
we'll be back together soon enough
perhaps even before you know it