Burn his body back to ash and bone
Wait for a perfectly windy day to throw
What's left of his teeth clicking dusty gossip
Over bean fields curving under high summer sky

The red wooden fence on his land lived an enviable life
An impartial mediator between two perfectly worn running lanes
Arabian stallion against country collie every evening
Dirt packed as hard as beating hearts
A bedroom window, its brave face
Always heard everything

The couple could never agree if the sounds the runners made
Outside their bedroom wall
Were trash talk or inspirational quotes
The four of them parted ways
Some more suddenly than others
Our lost man bode his time
Until memories drug him under
His eyes anchored to the ether

Surely he prefers to be the wind in falcon yellow flowers
to a hole in the ground, dirt pushed over his head
Knowing folks would wait around a day or two to make sure that he's dead
Knowing every morning could be worse by every night
Until the sun rises blackout red to soften scorching moonlight

Unless you take stars and constellations as your only consolations
They will sail over your dry hands between sister horizon and mother mast
leaving you turning in the sheets
deep sea rolling sleep into the sky
just above and just around soil coated with a glowing, growing green cloud

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