dieu a une grande gomme

on the future of intercontinental ballistic missiles:

"well when we killed each other and asked 

forgiveness on the grapevine in a song, 

God said 'i forgive you, but this is gonna 

take some time. you need to grow.'

more than hollow words and promises

set to tunes played skillfully on the lyre.

something real, something sincere like 

tattoos of broken english on our arms.

i once saw a sign that said 'God

has a big eraser.' maybe he can help you and i

and wipe away all the murder, adultery, 

and fornication that we rung up

and if that's something i believe in, 

bigger things have bereaved me

like you. 

like you."

new song in the works. 

and i actually like this one. 

odd.