Let the Good Land bleedWide-open and redLet it be drunk with wine from the veins of the dead
The sky comes down
As I burst from the earth.
The gods flow forward
Driven by lack,
Sun rides high,
Seeding Earth
Hope rides the wind,
Raw and scraping.
It falls to earth,
Wandering,
Energy rises
when I feel the surprises
Berries swell with life,
Like blood from the earth,