Wax sealed in blood red and brought to my doorstep
Her hand draped on my chest, descended, I read it
“$3000 in payment, report to your regiment, or you’ll be hunted on your own homestead"
Fight against your brother, abandon your mother shame my father or hide with my lover?
Off-track, valley road, the crow calls through the orchard
Black night, soldier’s coat, on my side her ‘say-so’
Look out through the tree line, sun on a slow rise, smoke screen passer-by, murder for a horse ride
Lost in a mangrove, map on the river, country breathing rumbles, Dixie-Line for Northern Shadows
Carriage to a stop, cat calls, my heart drops
They close in on her spot, drunken, a gun shot
Out from my hiding, a damned scene unfolding, my love down on her knees, hell fire raging
Blinded by my deeds, deafened by the screaming, numbed by the aching, hardened by the reaping
So now I only know the darkness and the smoke and the love of a half empty glass
I’ll wait in line and lose track of time and pray for the night hours to pass
I had nothing but love to give but I never let you take me up on it …
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