Naked Trees - Pig Destroyer

Once colorful dreams now swing

Like dead paratroops from the naked trees

Your sky lips and snow skin are sugar

For the carrion perched high atop the naked trees

A flower on the bed of brittle leaves

A mass grave of tiny angels

Fallen from the heavens, from the naked trees

Rot beautiful creature, all lifeless and serene

A patch of scorched earth, naked beneath the naked trees