I come
and the wind
burns in knots
with rank perfumes
sand, dirt
I cant see the sky
the clouds sleep low
windmill shuffles
hands like rusty
iron spiders

How did we arrive here?
memory bears no
recollect
my recollect pours
on empty
I run over my last thought
with my last thought
with my last thought
driving on and
burying with
endless wheels
delivering black weight
and flowers for prayers
learning my last thought
died with first thought