I walk on stones

Like a madman.

A heartless song,

An empty can.

Measured mirth’s

Happy death

By the road

Pollutes my breath.

And someone picks up

The shredded rose,

I didn’t win.

But did I lose?

Desert roads,

Shadows long.

Where did I

Lose the song?

It was a flood,

But didn’t rain.

How do I own

My scars again?

And someone picks up

The shredded rose,

I didn’t win.

But did I lose?