The Perils of Closing Time

I would be the one to sweep the straw from mangers while underneath a strange star is departing the true savior – I have never quite believed much, I reject all things three times – I turn into a pillar of dust when I stand in lines – it’s been so windy lately I can’t tell if my car can drive straight. I’ve seen so many red and blue things flashing and know I’ve got no case when I say nothing let’s think nothing and I smile and look away – and there is no hole I can crawl to, there is nowhere to be safe –


~ by perfectionatrix on December 4, 2015.

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