Sanchez

Going on their lands for sale to stake my claim

Burn my name in the soil

Out past the borders beyond the hill

Through seasons of nothing

Safe for the self-destructive world

Memories get altered

No point of reference to hold

And it feels like someone is watching

Asi tear into the skin of innoncence

And decadence for awhile

So we settled in and half the veins where blood runs pure

Troubled the cure for a short while

Out in the dust they suffocate the sprawl and greed

Bent on breed and stare

And children stare

Stare through shiny little boxes

Over landscape that is quickly foiled