Emptiness

This is all ash and burnt grain
Sloshing in static as the sky falls through my brain
We are nowhere, this land is what god has thrown away
Vultures are eating the innards of these roads, reading bathroom walls searching for redemption
Filthy motels filled with spunk and twenty dollar bills
Eating the mold off the walls to taste which way my blood flows
Up or down this is a hell, a place where wasted wishes go to drown
A town with too much blush on, blood boiling in the cheeks
Hot, Hotter, searing the sin off babes with cherub wings
There is not a single soul left alive
Just the space between toes and empty living rooms