Briar

Endless hills careening towards

Loveless dead-horse towns

A sparkledust sunset that bathes you in its

Surreptitious, suffocating glow

Soft-walled corridors embalmed by

Black dust of preternatural jaws

Could it think

The heart would stop beating

Never more, never said

Silken drinks, busy head

Sundown bleeds so slovenly

Pieces of the auburn sky too bitterly bright to see

Every thought and movement made in vain

The salt-brimmed breeze made to cry and

Cower in shame

Soft-walled corridors embalmed by

Black dust of preternatural jaws

Could it think

The heart would stop beating

Never more I've never said

Silken drinks and busy head

I am giving everything to see you cutting down the tree of what was me.

Soft-walled corridors embalmed in

Black dust of preternatural jaws