Oklahoma

They seemed to be falling from a tree
1911, Laura and L.D
In seeping sepia photography

Frozen silhouettes, thistledown dawn
Gagged and dragged, nobody to mourn
Gabriel, come blow your horn

'Cause the wind sweeping down the plain
Stopped at the bridge and died of shame
The waving wheat saw mother and child
Like paper kites on utility wire

Silent water, chalky sky
Smile, spectators, on high, on high
Picture postcard, hear the river sigh

Hush now, baby, don't you cry
I will sing you a lullaby
We'll be meeting, by and by

You would've thought this was an end
But seething insects rage and rend
Red Summer coming around the bend



Credits
Writer(s): Lindsay Moxham
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