Do we watch

As the final living flower

Sheds its blossom

All true life

Just outside our grasp

Stood shivering

In Midwestern bones

Don't you know

God's beneath the pavement

The Living Spirit aches

beneath our feet

The Endless Hunger

Gnaws emptily at our shoulder

We turn away

Into the next seduction

I've seen children disappearing

Melting back into their mothers

Dissolving before fathers

Grandfather's back broken

To satisfy them all

Eclipsed by new sorrow

Bright as shattered glass

Don't you feel the worlds shudder?

The host is tired

He wants to rest eternally

While we all

Write The Question

We never ask

Nobody knows why

All our children are sick