Caught drifting

Soak my sleeves when /The grass blades sweep

Wandering secret floods / A pre dawn journey 

Let's meet under devotions dirty hood / In the devil's hour till dawn 

Leave the sheets unclean and unseen.

Warming windows, dust in the sky / A careful eye attends to devious crimes

Guilty and dry / Wash it away, morning prayer

Clean , Clean, Clean.

Remember what my dad said / About lack of faith 

Old leaves grown over / Our tendons locked in shiny frames 

Plead to me it will be over easy. 

-marina