Spiritual,
this lyrical
empirical *******

Don’t tell me
to believe
when your words say
watch me
but your actions scream
look away

It’s okay
you’re as perfectly
flawed as me
I can see it so clearly

But so can you
that’s the thing
about rolling your holies
you’re so wrapped up
in your scripture
you miss your

Essence, in essence
With so much repression
it’s inevitable to leak
or bleed
a little bit, I think

But tell me,
does it hurt
when you squeeze
through the cracks?