Fallow Fields

Drag my hands Across the ruined harvest the field turned fallow Bodies lay Motionless beneath the broken bough Beyond the walls The signal fires long ago Burned to cinder A wheel within a wheel A stranger in this land Holy eyes Cast their scornful gaze down on me The black dog knows my name Never lets me sleep Always waits for me Beyond the walls The signal fires long ago Died to embers A wheel within a wheel A stranger in this land Hidden hand Let me be your arrow Bend me Toward the dawn Set to deadly purpose Shake me From this dreamless sleep Open the vein of light Resplendent in its violence Exquisite in its cruelty