July 2012
15 posts
“
It was the greatest night of my life
Although I still had not found a wife
I had my friends right there beside me
Indians scattered on dawn’s highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile egg shell mind
We scaled the wall
We tripped thru the graveyard
Ancient shapes were all around us
No music but the wet grass
felt fresh beside the fog
Two made love in a silent spot
one chased a rabbit into the dark
A girl got drunk & made the dead
And I gave empty sermons to my head
Cemetery cool & quiet
Hate to leave
your sacred lay
Dread the milky coming of the day
