late and lost...

the love of the sand talks up through me 

soggy, sad hands

the big eye that stares at me, from sky

works my bones, exposes my lies

done with the loves i so hang on...the ones lost

i tip my hat to them for what accomplishments they have made

they've made me...

the one i am....broken, reborn, retread, left for dead....

i would rather leave

i saw the cupped sleeves....much less and wanting...just grasping at straws for the day...

i knew them once then...

break your tongue...tear the sky or earth open

what else or ever you sang on just rebury our home.............

you took me..the distance...unsaid..unworked....dug deep and falling within my words...

flatlined, my heart breaks hold...