At Christmas

It’s getting harder to remember you

When I stopped believing in you

Why I loved the day so much

I dread it now feels like church

Gods That Don't Kill

Poetry knows too much

AJ

I’m sick of

Listening

To my ears

AC

Then listen

To some

Thing else

i believe in not

god the mountain

god the cross

but in god the place

god the time

it’s ok to be hungover in Amsterdam

maybe if you’ve seen so many

pretty pictures

you’ve seen them all

saw the police drive
by my house tonight
immediately locked the door