Bloody Solipsism

If my teeth were strong enough, 
I would eat concrete. 

My mouth is full of bloody solipsism 

Jesus told a fig tree to die 
out of pure spite. 

And our hymns sing of compassion
and faith 
as if they were one. 

But we pray to ourselves.
We crack our teeth on concrete.

 

Yellow Sweater

WA

YWP Alumni Advisor

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