from by peter j hochstedler



long way down, it was a long way down
flow my horse, my chariot, my ruin
ash my feet, my face, my rickety bones
long way down, it was, o father it was

“your fire is safe with me,”
I addended casually, so casually

clomb your arc, your arc, your east to west
long way down, this desert, o father it was
ash my food, my family, my family tree
long way down, the dust, it is cradling me

your fire has come undone
laid to waste this wasted land
it was a flame came boiling my blood
just to know I am your son—

that I am your son!



from desert EP, released June 18, 2012




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