sorrows,
shaved scalp,
sorrows,
forehead heavy with ash,
sorrows,
scabs scraped with broken pottery,
sorrows,
all the gods stopped playing fair,
sorrows,
with cold sons and contradictory friends,
sorrows,
for the saints,
sorrows,
for the satans,
sorrows,
for citing both.
sorrows,
at the sound of laughter,
sorrows,
at the touch of neighbors,
sorrows,
for losing my mind,
my maker,
my family,
sorrows,
while everyone else is content
to live in ****** sitcoms
and safety-net salvation.
Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 5:28 PM UTC
sorrows,
shaved scalp,
sorrows,
forehead heavy with ash,
sorrows,
scabs scraped with broken pottery,
sorrows,
all the gods stopped playing fair,
sorrows,
with cold sons and contradictory friends,
sorrows,
for the saints,
sorrows,
for the satans,
sorrows,
for citing both.
sorrows,
at the sound of laughter,
sorrows,
at the touch of neighbors,
sorrows,
for losing my mind,
my maker,
my family,
sorrows,
while everyone else is content
to live in ****** sitcoms
and safety-net salvation.
Copyright 2010 by Joshua J. Hutton
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