Untitled - 1993ish

He climbed atop the peaks
and to the little dale below
he dug, and dug, and dug
until he had a great big hole
the reason he said,
"it was too much strife"

The ground below
it shook and tumbled
the girl she wept
her heart did crumble
in the whole
the man did make
lay her broken heart
and empty space

She wept a while
and mourned with grace
then reached and grabbed to fill the space
but beneath the junk 
lie her broken heart
and so the pain
​would not depart