The city of dead men. Her neighbor is Repentance. The father of the town was Shot at his own front door By a rival on horseback. The horse bucked at the sound. Her rider drowned in the well Which he was thrown into. A school was built on the site Of a campfire. The ghostly embers had never Been extinguished from memory. The school stood for a year before She was burned by an angered pupil. The library stands naked before The middle of the town. Never dressed With literature and unused in Her goose pimpled body. One street light: never lit. The one man would could complete her Wires was hung for theft Before his job was done. Wind beaten people live there. Never in the past, never in the future, never There. You can't find it On a map. The city of dead men. Her neighbor is Repentance. The road between two towns has yet to be walked.