In the vast plateaus

 Grass dancing in the crawl shepherd

Vulcan riding days over the earth from lightning split

one is the wreckage of a prairie fire

is my heart

curl of smoke rising into the red horse horse horse

greet their hair in a driving sound with the wind

their tweets shock tower downtown Toru

their hooves trembling a solid ground

my horses dead

here

no grass no vast plateau

speeding hit their building that solid erosion of their dying bones



my horses dead

here

no freedom without a shepherd Mercedes-Benz did not

their high pressure in the downstairs Zuozuo

all their smoke into



into the clouds

sky began to rain

hands on his chest with my eyes closed

hot piece of grass where the remains of only

my horses dead

I close my eyes jumped to pull away their souls