Wicked Man of the Desert

My body is as still as its ever been
I haven’t disregarded all the words you've said
Or how impeccably neat your handwriting is
I haven’t disregarded anything you’ve said

I’ve run away from you
I run away from everything
I am careless, I am more alone than I’ve ever been

I’ve been thinking of how lonely it must be in a graveyard
This makes me sad, the fact that my body will decay over time