Is it dead?

I see it laying there...and I'm tempted to poke at it with a stick. More to cure my own morbid curiosity than for it's well-being. If it is dead, it won't move. If it isn't I'd only being annoying it with the poking. And at times, not knowing the strength of my own jabs, I may be hurting it.

So for the time being I suppose I let it lay in its own stink. If it is alive, eventually it will wake up, wash off and continue on. In the meantime not much I can do I suppose. Except move on myself.

And perhaps keep in touch with the questionably deceased's family. Much like my family they were for a time. Seems wrong not to stay in touch just because the one who introduced us may or may not be.

And possibly returning a book. Should the dead or undead be not dead, they may want their reading material back.