2 months ago

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black sheep where have you gone?

Lost in a burning field of grapes 

one by one the rows set fire heading for my heels

is it the season or the destruction

the imbalance the chemical disfunction

is it the precondition and the ones that won’t listen

a black sheep she longs to be buried in the beauty of gods creation

the pureness of the soil, the sweetness of the fruit

did jesus add the ethanol? did jesus add the ethanol?

i’m want this glass like i want love, like i want sex

like a human needs for one thing or another

this is a long road, a path i need to discover

many ushering me in one way with guilt and judgement

fear runs our lives. live in the moment. and in this moment i chose to write what’s poisoning me and the glass in hand makes it possible to do so.

this is freedom. tell me where else and i will seek it.