The trees burn

Trees will burn here in a year
when everything ends
and yearnings return
when the rain has stopped
and tears can bleed
trees will burn then and never again
when everything ends and there’s nothing left
the wind will keep on dreaming
the bitterness rips
it tears at your sides
trees will be burning this time tonight
the air in your lungs begins to ignite
and all the trees burn repeating the crime


Take the stars and moon away
the sky doesn’t need them anyway
take the air and the sun
take the clouds and oceans up
steal the trees and cut them down
we don’t need them without sound
take the senses one by one
drink the poison kill the throat
take the sky and ground below
burn the memories and old photos
take the things we no longer need
why have air if you can’t breathe?