I Walked a Mile

I walked a mile to the river’s edge,

i walked a mile alone,

and when I arrived collectively,

my heart had turned to stone.

I left my head, a while back,

perched upon a loon,

and when i found it had returned,

it returned in complete ruin.

My soul, it lingered, lonesome,

caught beneath a brook,

and when it crept back into place

t’was violent, t’was crook.

My eyes were caught onto a branch

and had not made it back,

they were no longer part of me,

no tears, the earth was black.

My limbs completely disengaged,

they fell, bare, to the ground…