Odelet

Odelet

A Poem by Stephanie W.

Hey, St. Jude
the harmonies sound good
I always forget
are you brother or betrayer
to him?

You ran toward me
carrying that blue snake
between your teeth
to tell me that America
isn’t really mine
the light went out in anyones woods
I’ll be alone in a little while

I found you when I was young
it’s about time I knew what you were thinking
the devil is here now
bathing with a flower that will dye her hair red
and I’ll pretend I know what it means
when you say she’s still worth praying for

© 2013 Stephanie W.


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Added on January 31, 2013
Last Updated on February 17, 2013