Sally stood still
unable to move
reading it back and again
jealous and angry
sensing the groove
capital words on her head
"OUR NIGHT SO BRAVE
YOU WERE A BAD GUY, BABE
BRING NEEDFUL THINGS
THEY START A FIRE
INSIDE OF ME
TAKE THIS PICTURE
IT'S A MEMORY OF ME"
Holy Writings
yet blasphemies to read
"HAVE IT ALL MY LOVE
IT'S A MEMORY OF ME"
"Kiss my Bible".
That's what she thinks she means.
She took the sheets
made them a ball
throwing her bad thoughts away
Then she turned back
Changing her mind
levelling folds into plains
"OUR NIGHT SO BRAVE ...
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