The Pyre

One day no birds did fly
Ran away and cut all ties
What grew because/in spite
Who knew the wheres and whys

For you, I fell upon the fire
And all that came so slowly down the wire
Was thrown upon a funeral pyre

Like a dream that fades through the day
Forgotten in stop signs and turn signals
Where there once rest such peace
A crooked question marks a page

For you, we fell upon the fire
And all that came so slowly down the wire
Was thrown upon a funeral pyre