Down the road apiece
On my way to this place I painted
A piece of some ideas that were
Asking to get out but I started fixen
For it to wind up only waded and
Thrown left behind to extinguish
But I went searching to (???)
This creation and distinguish the value
Of tom and crumbled structure
That was asking for color
That was begging for flames
Them only crumbled body of ashes remained
To be buried in the soil
Only to show up empty, handed with a story
End of story