Wood was once alive
for the sun did it strive
run your hand on it
feel the echo of its life
or maybe the echo of you
your warmth changed
emanates from within
and as the years ware
the wood fares very well
the grains remember
like reading yesterdays mail
pull up a chair
or rest your head
on a massive bed
lay that hot mug down
watch the ring
the wood will sing
and share a memory
or two
because those grain's run true

a faint pencil line
marks dusk's far off horizon
in day's curtain close

leaves fallen the breeze picking up
a chill goosebumps December's here
even the Pecan trees are bare
the pumpkins long gone
now is time for another celebration
the twinkling lights all the sights of festive
decorations
a hope I think
while I blink
in time with all the
Rudolph noses red like landing lights at the airport
the trees all done up blanketing Gulf Power
and Alabama Electric with revenues,
not that I don't celebrate
Xmas or Yuletide glory
I just find Wal-mart
and Amazon
might be using the season
for profits, I guess
that is the American way,
I celebrate it all with
trying to find some needy person
to help. I beg forgiveness.

Father, how do I begin,
To detail my life of sin.
How do I express my sorrow,
For atrocities I've committed.

I've stolen from my loved ones,
And took away her heart,
I've committed sins most grievous,
And I don't know where to start.

I was deeply entrenched in adultery,
With a powerful chemical love,
And I doubt a few hail Marys,
Will bring me forgiveness from above.

Perhaps a few our fathers,
And a sacrifice of my soul,
May give me the peace I'm searching for,
And finally make me whole.

Oh father, how do I say,
I've got ****** on my mind,
But should I pursue my desires,
There'll be no saving me in time.

Oh father how might I repent,
For sins against those loved by me.
Oh father how do I reach forgiveness,
With only a few hail Marys?

My mouth waters when I think of you,
My tongue is blanketed with the taste of mud.
I bite my lip to **** the taste,
And coat my mouth in blood.

Couldn't we just leave things the way they were,
I just want you coursing through my veins,
But no one understands My ******* thirst,
For such enlightening pains.