moats make tombs

the moat I dug to 
protect myself 
  turned my current castle 
into a future tomb 

so, I moved out 
and now I live in a
borderless field of wildflowers 

where there are no hills
for me to be tempted to
die on 

my love, 

the more foxholes 
  we dig between each other 

the more this world is starting to 
  look like a graveyard 

there is only one wa…