lesson

lesson

A Poem by carne

I stopped stenciling surprises on the street signs
Now instead I stalk strangers on the beachside
Her hair's wet, but her feet dry, so it seems right
So I suck on her neck, just like a leech, why?

If I pour my soul out, tell you about angels and demons
The book of my life, tell me is it really worth reading?
Do you mean what you say or just say what you've meaning?
Am I supposed to be a Christian, or am I Jesus?

© 2015 carne


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Added on July 11, 2015
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Pico Rivera, CA



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