Flowing through time on a single silver strand
Anguished shades of red and black
Cries for rain moisten cracked lips
Crushing thoughts numb the soul
Spiritual ancestors beating drums
Reaching to the sky, spirits mouth drool
Sucked back into the mud
Earth’s Maw, lashes flesh
barbed forked tongues entrench themselves
images flash, lights grow dim
shallow breaths fogg the mind
Dark embrace forever more
Dr Johnny G. Chavez III 