Best Sulfurs Poems

What does a young naïve Christian think
When a hooded desperado storms a prayer room,
His scary presence quiets the praying tongues ,
And his outlawed round replaces hope with doom?

He doesn’t think, instead he silently prays :
Father, forgive their misinformed cruel idiocy,
Teach these men that suicide is...

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This hotel is familiar, I think I’ve crashed here before
I smell the stench of the ones who’ve smashed here
Limited to closed curtains and a locked door
So the guilt doesn’t leave the room
And sway into the blue birds ear wax
There’s nothing wrong here, just relax

I don’t...

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