Wash my dirty soul
And make it
Better
Take my arrogant mind
And make it
Clever
Fix these sad eyes
And let me live peacefully
In our lies . . .
Don’t show me the lines
Not to cross
And paintings of a beaten man
Carrying a cross
Just wash
My dirty soul
And fill in
All of the holes
Promise me a partner
To share it all with
Because some days
That seems like
The better way to exists
Instead of being
All alone
On a throne
Of my own creation
Send me a person to
Call home
And let me linger
In her warm arms
In our warm bed
On cold winter mornings
As we tell our lies
About our future together
Yes,
Let me linger there
In my ignorant
And arrogant
Dream in a dream
CH 9/27/23
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