high off coffee scents and cigarettes
i sat in the corner of the coffee shop
All the elders wore bracelets saying
Christ
but they forget
he's not an accessory
there's deeper meaning
to this son of God,
but I am merely a moth
trapped inside a rich man's
screened porch
Jun 12, 2020
Jun 12, 2020 at 7:15 PM UTC
high off coffee scents and cigarettes
i sat in the corner of the coffee shop
All the elders wore bracelets saying
Christ
but they forget
he's not an accessory
there's deeper meaning
to this son of God,
but I am merely a moth
trapped inside a rich man's
screened porch
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