When your lips learn
to crack like thunder at dawn,
tracing the lightning of the veins upon
my
bare
neck,
I am a witness & a victim.
Guiltily proving my shallow innocence.

WHAT DID YOU SEE
IN MY SOJOURNER’S TALE?
MY HAND IS OVER MY HEART
& I AM
MAKING
YOUR VOW:
WHAT DID YOU SEE FROM THE SHELF OF MY SHEETS?
TELL ME

shot in the dawn
of a desperate new
day
beyond the
clouds,
heaven’s spotlights mocking the living

When your lips learn
to preach a truth unlearned,
confessing to the sins of another man,
you will live
you will learn
and you will drown.