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A "Come to Jesus" Moment
Spinning to no end
drinking drinks
drowning in practical sin
lifting skirts to see them
catching fists when caught
I'm alive here
and alone
I've sent the rest to hell
all the ones who watch
are the ones who wonder
who wander
I love them though
and their subtlties
like little trees
starting from the root
to the knees
die a thousand deaths
at the convention
to let that better sink in
the meetings adjourned
wrecked outside of a soc hop
telling the greasers to go
fly a kite
I'll lay myself in critical care tonight
to watch a drip keep me company
and a beep sleeps beside
while one bed over
death is counting the minutes
till the old man leaves flesh behind,
I knew a girl once
who had class
like harvard
style like stars
eyes that light up
when cotton meets skin
feather beds down us in one gulp
now were somewhere forgotten
of time and space
duty and worry
all aspirations are now
of heavenly bodies blooming
hellish thoughts exuding
finish me off in some great finale
to return me to Earth,
Nothing this perfect
is meant to last
I'm spinning endless
a burning ember
waiting for tinder moments
to strike a match
