easter 2015


i am not sin
but i have sinned
lord, i have walked
into the city of heaven

and had to leave, cuz
i left my ticket at home
i pray the way the holy
do knowing i'm not

the man i imagined
steel toe boots spit
shined once in a while
go hard like youngn's

ask the gods why?
and why they don't
answer me lord?
i been down and out


down and in, i got
a job and a lil’ bit
a money, a wife
and three kids

i handle my biz
for the most part
and learned singing
a long time ago

~

i remember Easter
Lord the egg hunts
my mother dipped
the dye on the thin

shells so many colors
boiled first, so when
they broke, there was
flesh underneath,

then a peeling, a
tiny sound of cracking
my nails against
the filament, crust

heaven tired now
a man, i am
simple again simply
hard boiled now