Every table turns, every turn twists
the truths began to shatter
truths on which I would subsist
The truths I knew changed like the tide,
weighing down heavily in my gut,
they lie inside, mummified
Now I live, free as the flock
I swing through the stars, honor my scars
learning about myself and taking stock
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 6:30 PM UTC
Every table turns, every turn twists
the truths began to shatter
truths on which I would subsist
The truths I knew changed like the tide,
weighing down heavily in my gut,
they lie inside, mummified
Now I live, free as the flock
I swing through the stars, honor my scars
learning about myself and taking stock
