Jordaan Mason
Organs For Oceans
he slept in my bed after i filled his body withinsects & panic & grandfather sewn seedsi was useless inside him; trade organs for oceansis there a vaccine for this?to clean out all the unborn kidshe broke me good where the landlord left scarsemptied all the bedrooms to reclaim the stretchmarkswe were to our throats in grasswe tore down the treehousesand our brothers were kindling for the lovesongs that we couldn't singbecause we drowned all our songs in the bathtubyou could hear them way up in the raftersand the preachers sleeping in the atticstole them all for scriptureswe sing nothing, now, our mothers ask us howwe pray with the lights out for sings to fill our mouths
From Letras Mania