No further than the walk across campus
No further than the walk up this hill
No further than the stars to the sky
No further than death’s leash grip pull
Savior sweet and highly lowly
Come and save this mourning one
This frail heart fetal curled up
Save this wretched bleeding spell
Frighten thieves and mongrels mocking
Dark designs woven from above
That glitter paints the open ceiling
Open to heaven, open to hell
Blind white the patriotic heart candies
While coping never really is its own
Passing streams of rainforest sewer water
Eating mushroom goats above the hill
Too blank to ever pass this
Too clean to never bleed
The evil oh so winterized can lead
Down while dark alleys light up
Pot smoking hippie markets cry on
For redemption’s only hand to find
The savior to nail in the spine
22 November 2007
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