I'm nothing like god.
I say things like "speak like a child"
"never turn away from me"
"don't put your hand in that."
But I'm no different from you or aye.
I'm nothing like small.
I'm nobody from there.
I'm nothing from there.
I used to be something of a genius.
A savant. A moron. A fleeting glimpse of whole.
Now
I'm just picking at old scabs and ivories.
I think sometimes
I lost what it takes.
And what it takes is a lot.
It just keeps draining my-----.
I used to be someone.
I used to be the ace in the hole.
I used to be god's saving grace.
I used to be somebody!
I swear!
Just look at the stories on my body!
the scars on my meme!
Just believe I was,
once,
maybe twice.
But I'm nobody, nowhere.
For the mind, body, and soul,
from the bleeding pen.
The clotted hand.
The beautiful broken.
The ever empty.
I'll give you anything...
Just lie to me,
with your hand in the cookie jar.
