God Was Such An Extraordinarily Bright Light
When god stopped loving me
I was too old to know any different
My vision was poor
and most sound felt like puddles
Confined to my 3rd floor apartment
I strictly wore synthetics
"Please" I would start up again
"all I've ever wanted was the solace."
I had spent four years in solace once
collectively, not consecutively
But in this life my skin was sensitive
to all those words
and sun burns
And as we know
God is such an extraordinarily bright light.