Why do they keep praying

If nothing has changed

Sleeping under dark clouds

Thankful for things

Like spearmint and snow

Senses like

A rotting apple

An eyeball

Decaying

Out of socket

I can see clearly now

Teenagers sucking

Smoke just to feel something

As if a life was a means

And the way was a passing

And a high was the body

Kinesthetic communism

Lying prostrate

To ignore all that matters

When images steep

In the shadow the moon makes

Dreams that you won’t ever find you

When you finally are lost

Live and let fight to keep alive

Mad in the mind

Passionate in the heart

Dying slowly

So maybe that

If we get close enough

To the end

We’ll immortalize

Living sacred lies

Sweet unlike honey

Thin and staggering

Like horizontal patterns of rain

And invigorating like mint to the mind

Yet tepid

Plain smooth soil

Madwoman,

Be still

While they

Preach

From tall trees and boxes

Ignore them as they seem

Yes

Inspire spearmint

Feed them sand

Masked in snow

Praying for the nearest fallen

Dying only as they please

You can’t believe in love

If you don’t believe

Do all things

Like turning off light

When the the time comes around

Turn the corner

And look back

Regret all the stupid stuff you did

The lost life is sad

The gained life is empty

And the borrowed life is shame

Straight from mother’s blood and guts

And dad’s cells

Who would be a mother

To disobey god’s plan

Goddamn your kitchen timer

God was a child

When it made this

So grow up

Learn how to take out the trash

Scratch out your eyes

And throw them into the sewer

Mind the water

When it’s too hot

Cause you’ve come to know

The sea as shoreless

Ignore all thought

And life will be boreless

Think about the sad stuff

While you got the chance

Be sad as hell

Cause maybe

This is the only hell you got

When they stop praying, goddamnit,

I swear to god

We’ll stop dying