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