We follow the path 

like our ancestors, with eyes

on totality 

Breaking points and broke 

down brakes screech out a cry, ask

'why oh why must I?'

The darkened corners 

and crumbling facades once

called me by my name  

A friend of mine now

only communicates by

meme and I don't mind

Heat waves rising in 

the parched noon air, cicadas 

singing, I recall 

Wait while the dust starts

to settle or until the 

taste of ash chokes you

She was willing to 

sell her soul but the devil

would not take her calls