the first thing a whore does
at the end of the day
is shower to wash away
what they ve done, and for what.
i want to visit the heaven
of f. rogers and j. denver,
so i ll know things are gonna
get better when we die.
and the grace
that you keep falling from;
crawling towards bethlehem,
comforting the seconds left
you re untying the bound.
could you do me a favor
for awhile,and wait here,
see if they look back?
you get angry
we didn t all scatter
in the fear of things to come.
in the meantime,
i ll be the one who runs.
and the things you do
to ease the pain
of the things you ve done
are going to drive you insane.
you can t keep your hands
to yourself. you re gonna see
if you can be someone else
and be free from the self
you doubted you d see
in anyboby else except me.