Through cracked fingers soil crawls
As neon forests of green growth ignite
Bruised yellow the tree bark cries
Moving across the dim shadowed pastures
Stone-colored winds rush toward sky
Rearranging destroyed dreams of numbered believers
Through cracked fingers soil crawls
As fog rolls beyond cloud covered hills
Across the black ashen yard
Pace moves as deer hunted at dawn
Picked once by waged eyes seeking elimination
Erasing destroyed dreams of numbered believers
Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 10:22 PM UTC
Through cracked fingers soil crawls
As neon forests of green growth ignite
Bruised yellow the tree bark cries
Moving across the dim shadowed pastures
Stone-colored winds rush toward sky
Rearranging destroyed dreams of numbered believers
Through cracked fingers soil crawls
As fog rolls beyond cloud covered hills
Across the black ashen yard
Pace moves as deer hunted at dawn
Picked once by waged eyes seeking elimination
Erasing destroyed dreams of numbered believers
