Forgive me, my memory 

of you is fading (this

is how far away you are 

now). Say, if you will,

wasn’t it you who told me

that this world is nothing more

than a 3D plane with amazing

detail, just 

a touchable projection for us 

souls to practice a game larger than us

and our most honorable deeds moves

on an infinite training field to get to the 

next level?

Never in a million years

did it occur to me that this 

would give you that silliest

of options to

self-destruct;

Game Over.

Oh my lonely fool you, where

are you rebooting?

Tell me your coordinates and

I will come and greet you there.

– for B.

I hope you've rebooted somewhere beautiful.