Alone With Ghosts

the sun dust swirls burning in choking dance
through smoke  blind  you run from the death
of ghosts
the rhythm is to the drum
to the drum
to the drum
lightning strikes dry earth
sparks the tongue
the songs are a cry for the more pleasant death
black skies horizon more blackness 
drown the thunder drumming
oh yes anguish is this dance
oh yes 
blood to mud
oh yes
to smoke covered sun
alone
he is ghost
soaked in the screams
and bleeding
dusk




JP
9.23.09