Heavens Mercy Seat
So you think you’re all alone?
Gnarled up in a ball
Bent and twisted like a war
Oblivion like jewels of opium
Disappear into thin air
Under the sheets
Sleep forever
We are waiting for you
Come join the choir of the broken
Come like a princess of the cross
The world has no hope
Answer your phone
Answer your emails
The soul cannot die
Holy Holy Holy
Lord God all mighty
You may not want to go to heaven
But you sure don’t want to go to hell
Everything is fading like a lie
One big fat lie
Hear the broken sing
Heavens Mercy Seat
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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