In the summer
of oh seven
I was sure I'd go
to Heaven
But I was hedging my bets
at VBS
A preacher in a T-shirt
told me I could be
a leader
Taught me
how to build a fire
and to spread The Word
In the evening
everybody went
to worship and weep
Hands above our heads
reaching for God
Back in the cabin
snorting nutmeg
in your bunk bed
You were waiting
for a revelation
of your own
Sedentary secrets
like peach pits
in your gut
Locked away like
jam jars in the cellar
of your heart
Waiting to be tasted
and ultimately wasted
You were gonna
win me over
from the start
Your poetry
was so bad
it took a lot
to not laugh
You say
that I showed you
the light
but all it did
in the end
was make the dark
feel darker
than before
Your dad keeps
his sleeves down
through the summer
for a reason
Your mother wears
her makeup extra thick
for a reason
When I tell you
you were born
and you are here
for a reason
you are not convinced
the reason
is a good one
While you're going
to sleep
your mind keeps
you awake
and it makes
your heart beat
fast and loud
There's nothing
you can do
but the only thing
you've found
playing Slayer
at full volume
helps to drown it out
Your poetry
was so bad
it took a lot
to not laugh
You say
that I showed you
the light
but all it did
in the end
was make the dark
feel darker
than before
Dark feel darker
than before
Dark feel darker
than before