Grateful. Grave full of memories.
Ride in. Right into ghost town.
Listening. Whistle in a hot sun.
Plundering. Thunder from the white wall.

Silhouette. Silver in a punch line.
Roll in. Bolted with the sultan.
Bothering. Hovering with heathens.
Busted all. Ground up in rock dust.

Poor lazy souls.
That much we know.
Tensions and flows.
Someday we will grow.

Memory. Painted over conscience.
Symbol. A cultivated haunting.
Humming. Secrets of the next life.
Playful. Consummated past lives.

Tasted. The air of possibilities.
Thriving. In coded conspiracy.
Reason. Punching with adrenaline.
Sliding down a rope, to skip along the fault line.

(Working title “Shin Dig”)