A Dream of October Country

Last night I dreamt a monstrous dream…

I was just a boy
in October country
of northern Illinois

The sunset bled over farm
Precious fields of innocents
In the distance an atomic alarm

A queer blast of light
murdered dear sunset
in a shock of white

A hurricane of ash
drowned my world
A flesh burning rash

We sleep to forget the past
rotting seeds of nostalgia
For nothing will ever last

So goodbye dear October joy
I bid thee farewell
As I bury this forgotten boy