The hum of habit weeks wash clean
The clicks of foaming of machines
Sat like a cup right next to me
Schizoid and cradle by the seam
Green eyed she talks to me of Jesus
She’s crushing hard on his forgiveness
How that’s my favorite part
Sister wanna
So I summer the fields
Come back fruit
They pick for show
drench your brow for
I’ll off about How they don’t really me in it
you do The world doing right back you
no see see
no that does not see you,
mind, I can change my mind
that see see
you,