some things cant be deleted

 Its dark and there

are flashes of lightning

Silently alive on the horizon

 

I thurst like the dust

With nothin but holes

To fill to remind me

That everything

Is real.

 

The black earth

Under my nails digs at me

With tombstone eyes

That hold me to

The truth

 

"Everything that is shared

Is multiplied"  whispers

Softly to me when I 

Close my eyes

And pray

 

Everthing there is

Comes and goes

In this breath that

I run with stone

cold alone and

tired

 

So

cover me 

in warm earth

that I may sleep

And be born again

Forever in your

sunrise.