When The Earth Rights Itself Again

There will be confetti

God, let there be light at this celebration

A culmination of all things vile

Being wiped out by angry shores

Are you sure that you want to leave me now?

Things are starting to come together

Are you sure you want out?

Tonight is my night

Your common ejaculation is not a thought on my mind

Nothing is as sweet as what's coming for me

And what's coming to you is coming in due time

I think you ought to stay on my side of town

It is safer here

Maybe you can join me in prayer

Down on my knees

You look into my soiled browns and I can tell that you are pleased

I am back on my axis

Practice makes perfect, perfection is greed

You're suddenly into begging me

More

More wine

More ugly laughter

You beg me for another chapter

But I have finished the book

There will be confetti

Loud, caustic drums

The clapping of two thick, bare thighs

There will be rhythm at this celebration

God, let there be light

It will be a very trying time for you

When the Earth rights itself again

There will be tears coming from the eyes of all the men who hurt me

Waters that started out murky will soon cleanse themselves clear

Red wine and cold beer

I will have all ears at this celebration

And everyone will hear what I have to say

When the Earth rights itself again

God, let it be glorious

When the Earth rights itself again