Car Bomb Cenotaph
Stop the flood of praise
No one forgives
In the mouth your eyes
Reverse the spin
Cenotaph egg shells
Stop the flood of pain
Climbing through the sand and crowding stares
Soft words splash beneath whispered wings of your mind
Cry into your arm sleeve
Open up
Run into this grave
Kill the light seeping inward through sensitive eyes
All empty graves nothing there to save
Wide umbrellas cover cloudless comforts
Soft words splash beneath whispered wings of your mind wants yourself to heal
Stuck sounds sway above screaming wings
Out of your mind
All it wants is to cut
Cut it all cut it all down beside the lake
Bet it all on the shovel in your garden
Make sure you bury deep
Hide the sun
Lay your head down the ground the cemetery
Cut it all cut it all down
