Remembrances of friends

Cool home a pond besides it.
My head floats on the water
With thousand other known faces;
-Meet many people, let go
Expressions of formality.
It moves along with the dial,
Leaving behind frequent expressions.
A sweet breeze ripples up to me,
Tickles the software under the skin.
Dial tires, tired rays, alone in the pond,
No exercise of muscles, no wish for it-
The software waits for a breeze.
No breeze-spasms in thoughts,
Ripples in pond few heads nearby,
Beats in heart, harmony in thoughts
-Remembrances of friends,
Dead head on dead waters.