it takes hold that sinking feeling
that you strangle at your chest
progress preventing that
which every detail told
and I’m growing old
through imagined pastimes
a mantra of control unfolded at my knees
and taught me how to pray
but I wouldn’t
some might force me down toward the stream
singing ’don’t drink the water!’
not another hypocrite will make me bathe
in the blood of those tortured souls
and I’m growing old,
still staggering at the truths that loved ones keep
and that they might prey on me
like water over stone
you dressed the stars
in second-hand clothes
revealed a single aspect of principle,
but now you’re gone, you’ve been gone
and they made songs
that they’re still singing out loud -
ba da da
your god won’t bring me to my knees
no god is not a problem
no god will sing me to my sleep
your god is not an option
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