Hinnom, TX

Fall in

fall out

fall along

In the first of light

past the Noachide

bodies wrapped in white

Stranded every pain

baby, pasts are slain

I got outta La Grange?

In Hinnom

All this time

with your heart in mind

didn't you edit

In Hinnom

Go, the least

and the precious feast

the in-vetted

Sand it starts to steal

dirt and ice imbed in cheeks

in the potter's field

Solar peace

well it swirls and sweeps

you just set it

Strangers scattering

nether passage in the wind

off pennant tension ring

Armor, down

on the wettest ground

not to vet it