Rushin On Your Run

Because I think
I started at the end
And the end is so small
And it seems I've been fighting ever since
To push my way back to the middle

And I keep my stitches in
So people won't laugh
When they see how I hide outside

And probably its all the middle

I sleep there every night
Always in circles
And if I get there or not
I wait
Because I can't stop spending all of my time watching all of my time
While we live on the second hand
I am shocked by how slow
We go

And I sit
Like I did as a child
A yesterday ago
With the ghost of a junkie
And the love that made me real
And the juice that made it so eager
To live like Jesus
Too much to break and too much time to do it

I still remember being a child
And I scream to no one
How much I want to go back
And
How much I want to go home

And I know I can tell somebody
But I want to tell everybody
So I don't think I will tell anybody

The Blue Ladies

In a room
Lies two women
Both women
Wear Blue
Both point out
That they both
Wear Blue

She sings a happy song about wearing blue

You are
So happy
Yes
And you know
Why
Is it because
You have
Jesus
In your life?

Yes
It is because
I have
Jesus in my life

The next day both women are wearing blue

Realignment

Car crash

In the land of God

Where worlds collide

I am overtaken by

Unethical beurocracy

And I’m sure I tell it wrong

But I’ve been rewired so many times

I’m lucky I can say it at all

You sleep lightly

Just like me

Knowing those who don’t wake up

You sleep lighter

Just like me

Knowing those who will

And we both see the difference

Measured in fat and heroin

One cut out

Another pasted in

Like a third grade project

That always looked uglier than the rest

And it seems everyone is having so much fun

And you thought you could fool us all

You just might have

We separate in God’s playground

Men to the right

Women in the basement

People underestimate your ability

To live life in a TV

You are so sure

That all that glitters is gold

And when the glass broke

It aimed at all of our eyes

And you came home with the news

And you were never forgiven

The fate of a nation

Lies in a montage of disasters

And as you pull it apart

We see it bleed with the gore of God

And now on his deathbed

Like the one before

He is blinded

By the glass that he broke

Unholy temptation and the (child)ren of a Shiksa

And I can’t feel sorry for you

The world took a backseat

For men who can’t speak

But you turned your head

To avoid the drama

And now I keep my eyes open

To watch that door

Open and shut

A man is hit by a car

The entire world is realigned,

Manually.