the massive low
Posted: February 6th, 2015, 4:32 am
many a world
i have fallen from
every word
of my grace,
said
slouch'd or suffering
immense.
the radio won't play
my song but stillness
as all the dance floors
of America
are approached at half staff
like the hands
of my grandmother
when she would make
a fist
like i was raised.
seldom is a world
i have yet to keep,
fallen
from grace
like drug store
cologne--
that which does not kill
me, adds flesh
and bone
to my "amen."
i have fallen from
every word
of my grace,
said
slouch'd or suffering
immense.
the radio won't play
my song but stillness
as all the dance floors
of America
are approached at half staff
like the hands
of my grandmother
when she would make
a fist
like i was raised.
seldom is a world
i have yet to keep,
fallen
from grace
like drug store
cologne--
that which does not kill
me, adds flesh
and bone
to my "amen."
