Hang Me
hang me on a limb
cold and dark
etched in the very fabric of my mind
hold me in your arms breeded slow like cold chilled cherry wine
search me slow below the bottom line
I'm existing as in the swallow to wallow in the faded memory of long ago
through cascading breath I have no regrets
Dull in the solace of its unique brevity
try to stay ahead of me
we are at the mercy seat
engaged in the moment of twilight
to beg on the new days sun
carry on with a bit of fun
we have just begun
the thought nor the memory of two hearts to deliver
stand out in the cold & shiver
Hang me on a tree without leaves
where my skull will scatter
as if distant cattle to see what it that matters
under the calm breeze of latent shade
be brave and act your age
bury me below the leaves
pardon me