The Sophist

2016-12-14 12:00 am

Whatever I did
I did it myelf
Fucked God and the Devil
Miserable
Accosting young rebels

When I was a kid
I sat on a shelf
Hiding in darkness
'til I piss'd myself
Not fearful of Argus

A game where amid
We sought and dispelled
My mother found these
Piss covered shelves
No brother beside me

She helped when I hid
She'd hear if I yelled
Instead she heard beveled
Breakfast cereal
Make music of rainfall

Taking blame for the good
Forsaking myself
Fuck with God and the Devil
I play songs as well
Drawing crosses in trebles

All over the grid
I marvel at how
When I look at these crosses
They offer some help