hung

Rope hangs from my family tree
Dangling from a heavy limb
It used to hold a tire swing
Swaying, wavering with wind

Rope hangs from my family tree
Swaying, wavering with wind
Noose hung— tempting tauntingly
Hanging since a time back then

Backyard waterfalls down streams
Fruit filled fields, dirt paths with stones
Memories visit me in dreams
As gardens grow above their bones

Backyard waterfalls down streams
As gardens grow above their bones
Echoes of their muted screams
Linger lifelessly, unknown

Rope hangs from my family tree
Dangling from a heavy limb
Heavier with weight of me
Strangling once upon a whim

Rope hangs from my family tree
Strangling once upon a whim
Necklace custom-made for me
I sway withering with wind