fade

he wanders in mind knowing not cheek
rubbed in dirt pack nostrils horse
flared to a dead earth
scent living when now he
ends

before it rains he wonders at forests of
buildings like words he won't
forget until he does
and then nothing but
everything

he sprawls on dirt in bed above
ground now loving what never
was till when loving was
never and the walls are
walls

after it rains on horse flared fires of
forests all now ends and he
now dead earth scent sprawled
bed in dirt loves walls that are
walls