Green like serpentine
In the middle of the sky
A bird who dreams in flight
Falling fast

Fan a reckless fire
Until it lights
The bird awake alights
Feathers of ash

Wanted "less horrific"
But talk-to-text
Put down "blessed and perfect"

Prism? Hieroglyphic?
An omen? A test?
It tells me something about how God wants, what God wants

A faint glow through a window of thin bone
That's how my fate is shown

So I pray, spirits go!
"Don't ever rely on me no more!"

Green like serpentine
In the middle of the sky
A bird who drеams in flight
Falling fast
Fan a reckless fire
Until it lights
Thе bird awake alights
Feathers of ash

Wanted "less horrific"
But talk-to-text
Put down "blessed and perfect"

Prism? Hieroglyphic?
An omen? A test?
It tells me something about how God wants, what God wants

A faint glow through a window of thin bone
That's how my fate is shown

So I pray, spirits go!
"Don't ever rely on me no more!"