Soul Sliver

"Hello! Eve!"
"Hello."

"I missed you."
"I know."

"I heard about the traffic jam in the parallel universe."
"Yes. I got lost navigating through it."

"Lost? You?"
"Ok Eve!. You got me! I was jet lagged after all the time travel."

"Ha! Lazy. You really don’t care about me."
"Hmm. If that’s what you want to hear."

"Hm. Cold. It’s the first month of this year. What are your plans?"
"I am sharpening my knife."

"Knife? For what?"
"For a soul sliver. I need to be alive on both planets ."

O'Joseph!

A father, a son or a holy ghost.
O’ Joseph, who are you?

A man, a child or a soul mate.
O’ Joseph, which one are you?

A heritage, a building, or on top of the mountain.
O’ Joseph, where do you really stay?

An altar, a la-Z boy or under a duvet.
O’ Joseph, where do you play?

A wooden bed, on earth or in a heart.
O’ Joseph, where do you fall sleep?

Silence, a golden word or intuition.
O’ Joseph, how do you speak?

Coffee, whiskey or love.
O’ Joseph, what do you want to drink?

A decade, a life or an eternity.
O’ Joseph, how long will you live?

A daughter, a mother or a woman.
O’ Joseph, who will you marry?

Chores, choices or a need.
O’ Joseph, what will you carry?

The night has only been two score winks.
O’ Joseph, what about another forty?

Do you want to live alive?
O’ Joseph, do you want to die dead?

O’ Joseph, Say something.
O’ Joseph, Do something.