Something Secular -

Those of us born with silver spoons and diamonds for eyes invest in plagues to

sell you new symptoms.

Spend our Sundays accepting the professionals placebos in pews.

Take it from a guy who vomits up his memories, rot my own teeth while scraping

all of my skin off.

Cause I read somewhere that vanity is new mortal sin.

My mask’s removed.

I just can’t tell if I’m you or me, since the preacher man exorcized the demons

in me.

My mask is remodeled.

I just want to be who I used to be.

Used my ribs like ladder rungs and let the doubt climb up me.

My mask is the old

Marooned on an planet forever a child.

Holding hands with hospice,

losing ties with faith

Don’t pick yourself up to extend and break your fall irritability, impatience,

infuriation, irritation, in an instant, pat yourself on the back before you

stab it leave the debt to nobody, never reproduce, sad sorry sappy solitude

through substance.

I just can’t starve myself when it comes to the attention of the lord.

I gave the church all my god damned money to scribble new folklore.

On the guts of a dead forest, like a walk to the ocean that never stops.

I gave that god damned damsel all the alimony to keep her meth mouth shut about

the waters.

Corrode your humanity with social networking, type your life everything,

everything, everything is outside the single bedroom

Grow tired of the smell of depression seeping off your sheets.

kiss the devil on

the lips, pay a demon o suck your dick talk shit, eat shit, be shit,

tuck in your shirt.

Your revolution is a waste of time.

Your uprising is just cracks in the pavement, when you’re chalk outlines.

I’ve made a conscious decision to conform, my faith in denial is reborn.

Give me a salary or give me back, distract distract distract distract

My wit has quit, my desires have retired.

With every clawing night

I’ll take credit with the meek and sink my teeth into defeat.

Who’s gonna save you when you’re cradling your own grave?

When the hills fill with damned (and I won’t be there)

I’m saved, we’re saved.

Shrug, shake, dust that devil off your shoulder.