My body,
host of the latter beast of being
Has infected me
abhorrence flowing through the veins as if a sweet ****** remedy
What earthly holds it has on the simple minded
What policies it makes of the limited.
Jesus,
Would you kindly redeem me?
And take the aching bones and implications from underneath me
Lord take my flesh.
Have it for your own.
And as for my brothers and my sisters
remove the cursed metaphors and fixations that contain their inept perceptions of identity
Allow the spirits to Dance,
On their infinite spectrums
O We'll make a routine of it.
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 7:26 AM UTC
My body,
host of the latter beast of being
Has infected me
abhorrence flowing through the veins as if a sweet ****** remedy
What earthly holds it has on the simple minded
What policies it makes of the limited.
Jesus,
Would you kindly redeem me?
And take the aching bones and implications from underneath me
Lord take my flesh.
Have it for your own.
And as for my brothers and my sisters
remove the cursed metaphors and fixations that contain their inept perceptions of identity
Allow the spirits to Dance,
On their infinite spectrums
O We'll make a routine of it.
