Your hand goes blind
I can’t find it there
It shattered to pieces, but where?
Emotions of the street
Your eyes melting in the heat
My face falls away
Into the water
Built by the flames of yesterday
While your transister seeths from the balcony
The bible of earwigs crawls
The snake curls around your mind
Squeezing out excess roots
While trumpets sing from the mountian
The field opens before you
Please leave the snakes behind
Rememberance of times of the future
Where your face grew blackened
And the ants ate the skin
From your weeping broken armory
Where the dreams of green were kept.