Yesterday serenity prevailed
and for a moment understanding...
Life is a guitar, a singing man
stretching like a crack...
It bears Four secret names.
Three appear...
Thank you
for taking something...
The beauty of life
is not in how loudly we are remembered...
When the moon is the only sound, I hear.
Can the sun and stars fill the empty in me...
I don’t need the room, to make me pertinent.
The straight jacket of public opinion...
Every time you deny the truth,
every time you persuade yourself...
The truth of scripture is this:
you were never meant...
O God, I have no excuse.
I knew it was wrong before I did it...
I keep replaying
Scenes I swore I buried...
Scrolling through the shouting
Everybody drawing lines...