Ride off into the sunset
you got yours, after all
except that you have nothing
but empty promises
filling your head with visions
A little further down
karma waits impatiently
falling on you viciously
the moment you cross that threshold
May you find your empty-handedness
a burden on your heart
one fine day
when you come up short
thinking of what might have been
had you had a conscience
back when it might’ve mattered
