What happens now 
That you know 
How words fire 
Cleans your bones
Wash your hair
Shakes the dust
Shakes you out
A brand new lust
How do you feel?
What can you say?
No one understands you
But it's ok
It's backwards talk
never ending
Say you love them but you're just pretending
Here is your head
Tied up in knots
Here is your heart
A vacant lot
Everyplace you go
You're reminded
How you might lose your way and be blinded 
What soothes your soul
Leads you astray
But you'll figure it out
Someday
And you can't hold space
In the drama
Throw that little one
Back to their karma

Words fire and bloom
In season
And you can't go back
That's the reason
They cleaned your bones
Picked your heart
Brilliant? Maybe
But really not so smart
And you weren't a babe
You couldn't play
Gaily going to hell every other day
The words float
The words drown
They tear you up
They tear you down
And then you see
What you're made of
Pretty poetry
And things you're afraid of

Published by Goats are Good

Tender loving shamaniac

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