RMC

Tell me how honest now
do you want me to fit the mold?
I’ll break crucifix I vow
I’ll break old stories no longer told.

I want suck the posion
from where the serpent bit.
I want to find an end same
if the good Lord sees me fit.

I can fail in a tense second
but break in revel relax
it’s okay around this wreck in
I’m just a chasm full of facts.

Broken tender dwell this
dealing dear I’ve felt dealt;
I want to be your everything
in and out of realities belt.

Insert me into families
of words endlessly evolving.
Put me where they stand me
and don’t have to solve me.