Poems from A_Lexci_a
It’s boring, it’s all boring.
That’s what I tell myself.
Then I remember a quote
from a source I never cared to research
that says
Only...
Jesus looks like me
Her face is brown
Her neck is long
She cranes her head
Over the world
She watched behind
Red robes.
Her curly hair...
Little cancer
Little poison cell
Little danger
Little love
Little collecton
Of big stars
A big heart
A big love.