iron and wine.

he has a beard
and its so thick
and I really like it
he also
sits at a guitar
and his brilliance is so simple
I dont even know
what to do.
some 600 years from now
not one of our ashes
will be held
or remmberd
and this metamorphosis
crises
counter revolutionary
spec like existence
I have been rummaging my way through
when I cant seem to write
a single thing expect
for the words
brillent
dreams
and ashes
drawn forward and backwards and rotated
to suck whatever life left out of it
there will be nothing
and so I think
if I like your beard
and I really do
I might touch it
no one will remember us
anyways.