Gates//
I’m tired/religion behind a wrought iron gate/the lord is good isn’t he/do you go to church/do you see what I see/is x-ray on the top floor/can I see a cell please/if there’s nothing left to do we’ve got to let her go/if there’s nothing left to say we’ve got to say it/get it over/can I please just leave/can I have some more money some more money please/in the offering plate there’s change/pass it on/ there’s no such thing /can I have you for dinner tonight please/and thank you for the flowers/I spent the last I had left of my personality here last time/they were lovely the only flowers I’ve gotten since my grandmother went to the pearly gates/still can’t get the image of rotting fingers and splitting skin out of my head/I knew all about it before it happened/the sacristy’s in the basement/the feather fell on the plane that day/she rescued me even from/can I please be cured from the anxiety of being lost or do I have to wait until I am no longer lost/the black Jesus and the black Virgin removed for…. Sake/edited by the Department of Homeland Security/and yes, we all sang hallelujah and prayed for that amazing grace because there’s power in the blood, in her blood, in/side my body, the blood.
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