The heat is rising,
The sun is falling,
The blood moons are
Turning in, the sin is
Growing, my debt is
Owing, the dark is owning
The night, telling it right,
A divided house cannot stand,
Who do you say that I am,
I write like I understand when
I don’t, I don’t understand
Very much, I have learned how
To embrace the seasons I am
In, and the pain that goes with
That