donderdag 10 mei 2012


As rubber lips kiss the flowers of discontent

Tried to stay pure but got smudged from the outside

Tried to climb up but the will went

Oceans of eyes

Walls of grins


To kill the mockingbird took only one glance

Burning down love without giving it a chance

Cordoned off by walls of lament

The cleansing fire makes everything coherent


Please forgive me father for I am ready to sin

I place my lips on the edge of the translucent glass

Move it up slightly so the red spills over the brim


The body of Christ

The body of Christ

The Body of Christ

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