it’s a life wasted
waiting for the house to fall
waiting for the kids to go to sleep or
staying up all night staring at
the cracks in the ceiling
listening to the rain
to the wind
snow
screams of the neighbors and
you never knew their names and you
never really wanted to
fucking face of god is everywhere
miracles and stillbirths and the
rich growing fat on
the corpses of the poor
disease
which is free
and then the cost of the cure
whatever list of enemies
you’ve been added to
whoever you’d gladly kill to
guarantee a better life for
the people you love
just keep pulling that trigger until
there’s nothing left but
sunlight & smiles