repitition
(2.15.22)
your repitition, prayer you write
the paper in my mouth exhaling ignites
i am worthy of whatever you deem
what about love and self esteem?
a ghostly story when our night ends
over and over my navy bends
heedless and high; i expect nothing more
than taking for granted what you claim to adore
every thought, i hide, and many are distractions
our hearts are in the palms of our sinful actions
under the pews of this abandoned church
we are both lost with no need to search
more, stop it, GO! my brain will burst
nothing to compare but it can't be the worst
the smoke around my legs one hand will ignite
your realization and your final pleading fight