Domine, miserere mei, peccatoris

i am a sinner, have mercy on me
i commit these where some may see
curses leave my mouth
anger hangs on my lips
my tongue lashes out like whips
these hands, they kill and steal
break my heart, its contents reveal

i am a sinner, have mercy on me
i sip the cup of greed like ice cold tea
my eyes divert, your love they suppress
by over looking those in distress
my feet, they tread upon Your neck
they kick against You
bear hug me, become my rescue

tame my wild spirit
Your flame, draw me near it
correct my vain philosophy
i am a sinner, have mercy on me

Less Than Three

I.
tempest brings
torrid rain
bleak november
gloomy october
broken tuesday
morbid wednesday
like a knife
cuts deep
breaking skin
good times brings
great joy
dance and song
dance and song
dance and song

II.
i could talk forever
on theories and mythology
on major sevenths and flatted fifths
on caesars and tzars
i am a walking wikipedia
cool
calm
collected
but when you are near
forget it

III.
the sun skips rhythm
birds sing off key
whenever you
walk by

colors fade
sound dissipates
light flee
when you come into view

stars fall
trees uproot
seasons become erratic
when you show your face

nothing is as it should be
everything fails
everything falls
from the pressure of
being compared to you