Poisonwood bible

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Sit in a lagoon of nothing 

something’s got to count for something

but let there be sadness for now 

 

Sun seiving through fingers

on the mountain, or was it rain?

what’s the point of understanding

if we always try replace

 

The ridgeback looked like glass

like the beer you smashed 

when I said it should be your last 

 

Poison wood bible

colour of my skin darkens

in the summer, when I wanna

let someone new in 

 

Feelings of shame around

the people I have been

While ants shift giant rubble

ancient faces, crooked limbs

 

Afraid of doing something mindless 

of saying something wrong 

it's aimless like a pendulum 

and pointless like a bomb 

 

Then I remember you’re somebody’s baby

and it makes me way less angry