rope and tree
a spreading of black wings
underneath a burning sky
boots, dusty with orange dirt
scorn
flat brimmed hat casting
a shadow across the face
silence
across the plains
beneath the mountains
purple, blue
the rain sweeping in
suddenly urgently
watering the thirsty land
you could walk forever
one foot in front of the other
past the broken stick trees
wind cut rocks
sun bleached bones
lines worn into the skin
by the sun
by the wind
by the endless sky