Poisonwood bible

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Sit in a lagoon of nothing 

something’s gotta turn to something

let there be sadness for now 

 

Sun seiving through fingers on the mountain, or was it rain ?

what’s the point of understanding if we always try replace

 

The ridgeback looked like glass

like the beer you smashed 

when I said it should be your last 

 

Poison wood bible colour of my skin darkens in the summer 

when I wanna let someone new in 

 

Feelings of shame around the people I have been

While ants shift giant rubble ancient faces crooked limbs

 

Afraid of saying something mindless 

of doing something wrong, it’s 

aimless like a pendulum 

pointless like a bomb 

 

Kissing in the backseat 

hearing through the static

touch like it’s still magic 

mind games in the panic

 

Then I remember you’re somebody’s baby

and it makes me way less angry