Rogue

See me near this road
Skeletons of fallen trees
Thunder is patient inevitable
Walk toward me bright
Unraveled naked sunflower
Saying not yet

Allow the road to be a road
Statues drenched in deities
Lose what we’re meant to lose
Angel with an appetite
Spread and tangle
Until you burn into newness

Stand alone in a field
Big seed in your palm
Gut and mouth and sex
Abandoned truck rusting
Frayed ribbons in the wind
Saying right now