her eyelashes swept me
  a constant drag

down a long Saloon corridor
  a scarlet oak leaf

trapped in a fan
  her wind changed me completely

left me hanging
  half dead humbled

off destruction's cliff
  every nail obliterated

bleed the name
  hear her echo

checking daily
  for a ******* heartbeat,

bled the forest
into creek

watched my favorite colours
  sail away,

every day
  ignore the gun
gaze the rope.


Burn the swing sets
  chug desolation

and

disappear into what almost was,
  some parallel universe

where the haunted trail
  wakes up

in a place
  I cannot name.