Same Church
i sit
on my hands
holding my heart
my red, red heart
and each stain of glass
asks the questions
clear-cut
red
clean cut
heart
clean break
glass
i sink
to my knees
holding my breath
my soft, soft breath
and the spider in the corner
knows the answers
-tara bradley, on the mysterious red panes and the old spider in the corner.
on my hands
holding my heart
my red, red heart
and each stain of glass
asks the questions
clear-cut
red
clean cut
heart
clean break
glass
i sink
to my knees
holding my breath
my soft, soft breath
and the spider in the corner
knows the answers
-tara bradley, on the mysterious red panes and the old spider in the corner.



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