cultivate my sense of poetry
your lyrics are a forgery
they said they saw god in everything
they live, they dwell in the ordinary.
you critical of the divine
you look for spirituality in the shelter,
in the looking glass,
in the subway belter.
understand to us, its no mystery.
you said that christ was a man with a legacy
yes, i’d agree with individuality
but there is more than what’s seen in street lights
and walkways to the everyday.
0rganize my thoughts into the tangible scripts
no more, but
still don’t romanticize life without loving.