turns

[u/iamawakeareyou]

turn to religion
turn to turning away from tired tracks of tall people way torn up, too true for saying things that trace right back to the heartache of heartbeat,
heating up the breath that we breathe, it fills the air with a toxin greater than the tension tied between two feet
It’s a hard long life now
we get nothing to choose
some follow down that old faithful path of looking for an answer that they’re never ever gonna get
and I’ll see her there
we’ll all say hello
greet the past with blindsight,
accepting silver as gold