Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Relaxing with my Thoughts



By the time the words went from lip to ear
It was much too late to gather the dogs
If it were a whisper or an urging, fine, but….
Your thin lips and constant evangelizing sicken

Soul
Spitting
Snap, snap

The ghosts come in clear and concise
And crawl my thoughts like zombie mice
The greatest thing I’ll ever do
Is hold my breath and catch a clue

Worth
Less
Snap, Snap

One more dinner in the company of strangers
Parents with more important nothing on their minds
My day? Jesus loves me this I know….
Green beans do not pair well with angst

Eating
Glass
Snap, Snap

The thoughts at night are clean and crisp
And speak the truth without a lisp
I listen hard and think I hear
The reality that you hold so dear

Over
Out
Snap, Snap