Mary’s Song for the Cemetery Road
How many days?
Before the eye ball deflates.
Before dead man hair ceases to grow.
Before the first bone pokes up from skin.
How long before I’ve reached him?
And the sun pokes up from the horizon.
And I stop weeping over
A future gone in a flash.
Barren.
Before the eye ball deflates.
Before dead man hair ceases to grow.
Before the first bone pokes up from skin.
How long before I’ve reached him?
And the sun pokes up from the horizon.
And I stop weeping over
A future gone in a flash.
Barren.