desert rain...

 

his words swept over her
like a summer storm in the
late afternoon
washing away the weariness
of the day
cleansing her soul
purifying her heart
gushing downhill in
currents of wasted nights
and lives bleached like
 

winter snow
on the desert floor

refreshing now

renewing now

the roots of discontent

that lay just beneath

the chiseled surface

of her love

for him

barefoot...

she stepped

out

of herself

barefoot

following the trail
of broken memories
crumbling beneath

her feet
like so many

brittle leaves
in the fall

memories tainted
blood stained
buried in the
bitter cold
of yesterday

still
she walked

barefoot

into
spring

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southern baptist salvation...

dress all up in yur sundey best
getting all ready for your salvation test
up to yur face in organdy and lace
coverin’ up sin at its deepest base
sit up straight on the hardwood bench
don’t even glance at that sinnin’ wench
sittin’ beside you in heaven’s hold
neva’ know when she’s gonna fold
preacher preachin’ love each other
but he’s just an ole sinnin’ muther
like the rest of his hell bound crew
waitin’ to git home to their special brew
pass the plate and buy your fate
a ticket to ezekiel’s heavenly gate
now don’cha feel all good inside
don’t hav’ta worry and hide
cause with yur dollars you repent
you can forget ‘bout where you spent
last saturday night behind closed doors

'sides there’s always plenty more
a’them sundey noon church chances
to buy some forgiveness for a few more dances
so git on up in yur sundey best
and git yurself ready for salvation’s test

ag'in

amen

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the waters deep...

i drew you up from the ocean deep
lay you down upon my feet
then stripped you of your golden gills
and opened wide the heart that fills
with all the truth that does seep
from out my heart as it weeps

then came your tongue that spilled
the molten iron of my free will
how can my soul now you keep
i drew you from the waters deep

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the maze

in that moment
of time stood still
when first we met
when your smile
embraced my heart
and your eyes
became my own
without words
without sound
without touch
i had been found
i was home

but in that moment
of time stood still
when i turned
and walked away
that cold dark day
when your 
broken heart
bled disbelief
and your eyes
screamed in pain
without you
without us
i was lost
and
remain

lost still

wandering the
highways and byways
of what was...

the maze of
lost souls

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