Leashed to cemeteries that I carry With... Me... A weight across years A long unbroken stride Set to the poem of burning desert The past is severed from memory, The spent links swept away Are the fangs in our hearts are now gone Or is it anger that keeps us alive? Chalk outlines tell nothing, But continue without pause My reflection shows ashes, I've found my place, Seated at a table of wolves The last and only wish Can't be fulfilled Balled up letters left unread As if it was never written The past stays the past The dead stay the dead Wall up memories so I'll forget In the end there's nothing that you can take back