Here we are far away
living moment to moment
birds flying south as if
nothing has changed
we open our mouths though
the truth is abhorrent
bearing witness to fall
as we rack all our brains
The ropes have all frayed
that once tied us to places
we wait for the day
we might recognize faces
slip sliding away as
we strain at the traces
look on with dismay
as it falls all to pieces ~
Lions Mane 