Mom,

     I'm sorry. Everything about me
you see as wrong, I
see as inescapable.

     Truth be told,
I have never wanted to escape
a thing   but you.

Sorry
      sorry
Sorry
      sorry
Sorry
      sorry,
Mom,

     I just don't buy into your Yeshua.

Sorry
      sorry
Sorry
      sorry
Sorry
      sorry,
Mom,

     I wear the tattoo of the sulfur cross.
And I wear it well.