me and god got a dialogue brewing
hands under the desk folded unassuming
me and god got a dialogue brewing
when the sunrise speaks in the morning im fluent

me and gawd got a dialouge brewing
a chess game im losing
the dusk came in ruin
then it went
i was fourteen when i wept
red threads on my neck
do more to protect
than
legislation and big sticks
my shawl got caught under the wheel of my ripstick
shit
i didnt even trip
mount meru in my grip
ill never reach the tip
top
a bathtub full of the hemlock
my god taught me post hoc
sporting arms like doc ock
all yours words is small talk
all your thoughts in bedrock
ideal class warlocke
a level one hunnit estoc
on my person
your silence is a curtain
shouldering this holy burden
certainly is working
nah
god is the chrono trigger title screen
ask me what it means wid a pocket full of sensu beans

me and gawd got a dialgoue brewing
the path of your choosing is laced with confusion
wrote a poem about the sea
sailed my lungs into the water just to breath how it be
god brought me to my knees
i bled and i bleed
crimson as the mauli my nani gifted to me
and that shit fell off in italy
one laser shot from gamera now we acting all differently
i was sleeping too long
i was snoring too loud
squealed the song too proud
you ask if its allowed
to stand up from the crowd
set my radio to the clouds
hum the chords out loud
it dont end when the ashes hit the river
scribbled those notes under my eyelids and my liver
god always delivers
to the door where i reside
the ultimate gemini has survived