spirit full
the tune of an old church hymn
stings up through my tongue, to the back of my eyes
leaving a renewed sense of guilt in its wake
along with a deep warmth
in the bottom of my belly, to keep me full
the tune of an old church hymn
stings up through my tongue, to the back of my eyes
leaving a renewed sense of guilt in its wake
along with a deep warmth
in the bottom of my belly, to keep me full