Out in the desert there is silence --
The mountains blinding ambivalence
As white as the bones within.
Slipping out the rocks, more rocks
Come the unbending tongues of time, satisfying
The antemortem joy once again.
The sun holds the sky, the whitest wing
The earth holds the rest, all of your thoughts
And the rain.
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 1:43 AM UTC
Out in the desert there is silence --
The mountains blinding ambivalence
As white as the bones within.
Slipping out the rocks, more rocks
Come the unbending tongues of time, satisfying
The antemortem joy once again.
The sun holds the sky, the whitest wing
The earth holds the rest, all of your thoughts
And the rain.
