#9

Very Awkward and Very Terrible Feeling
By XII

I honestly cannot believe
What happened in the trees
Tension with no passion
Low grade migraine
almost passed out
Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse
Never, ever spend a cent
Hold it all like a washcloth
Wringing dry hands
Jump the stove or
Stay in your bed or
Actually find the middle ground
Spur horses to run down the Pope's office
if you want to burn it all down
I honestly don't demand
That you go where you can't stand
Kiss the Girl
Someone says:
What is this here in the closet
You have everything you need
You must stop crawling around
with your petty, unmentionable greed
The response that we came up with
sounded like a raw deal
It rubbed everyone
clean as the sun
Aren't we all the fortunate ones
Smiling sisters and brothers
No one talks about everything
Anything that moves or breathes
Walls are collapsing
I should not be laughing
But I've built them back before
Kiss the Girl