Guilt Quilt - The Minutes

You wear your guilt like a quilt

oh to keep out the cold

though you’re warm in the cold is your knowing

and your covered seem warm

but your bare shoulders are showing

Slip off your clavicle of electric light

on your white guilty skin

milk in the sun like your

eyes on the moon take

away from the flies that plague

your still shroud today

still shroud today

It’s hot and I’m distracted

and I can’t think straight

from the heats distortion and your crooked ways

For all the time that’s passed

even a stone spined effigy

could not save what’s dead in the grave

Tho the prayers prayed might stay in the stone safe

it’s hot and I’m distracted

and I can’t think straight

from the heats distortion and your crooked ways