A sign
that I’ve been praying for
a solemn augur, pure and true
to tell me what to do
A true
god that I can settle for
and spin my body in a long, slow arc
like how our problems are
Because I’ve been waiting everyone
that I’ve been waiting on
to show up and throw me out
because I don’t belong,
I’m not even sure I know those words.
A song
that I can sing along
I’ll just wait and track the soot-tracks home
where I can be alone
Because I’ve been waiting everyone
that I’ve been waiting on
to show up and throw me out of here.
