Cactus

I GO OUTSIDE
TO TAKE A WALK
SNIFFING AROUND A CORNFIELD
LOOKING FOR A PIECE OF GRASS TO CALL MY OWN
I FIND THIS LITTLE GIRL WHO HAD FORESEEN IT ALL
SHE HAS A BAG OF SAND
A CUP OF GLASS
AND THUMBSTONES IN HER EYES
I TAKE HER HAND
WE START TO WALK
I AM NOT AFRAID TO DIE.

...

GOD
GOD
GOD
GOD
GOD
SEVEN TIMES THE BELL RANG

...STILL NO SIGN OF OBLIVION.