As wear the rags of ancestors
in love with lunging knives.
Our children given to the earth,
unbathed. A surrender to submission
brokered by tranquil smoke.
What it has to offer,
instead.
As wear the rags of ancestors
in love with lunging knives.
Our children given to the earth,
unbathed. A surrender to submission
brokered by tranquil smoke.
What it has to offer,
instead.