the sun funeral

antigua heat
stifling me
stranded and wounded and thirsty

dropped by the gun
while vultures and sun
patiently hang 'till i'm done

.....one last vision of her beauty comes.....

her brown Spanish skin
her black Spanish eyes
that knew every time that i lied

the soft, cotton sheets
mimosa breeze
her candlelit house of adobe

.....the white dress that she wore just for me.....

when hummingbirds whispered so happily
we were young and alive and carefree
the sun and the moon bowed down at our feet
'till we found it was all mercury
just mercury

some things we hold
and then we let go
to flicker and fade in the distance

as days pass us by
years at a time
amnesia denies their existence

.....'till that moment when everything ends.....

when hummingbirds whispered so happily
we were young and alive and carefree
the sun and the moon bowed down at our feet
'till we found it was all mercury