b'Wandering to my morning classes, I wonder if my ruins would look different than they would have yesterday. Is this fair? I think to myself and the sun blazed ground\\u2013around here nothing you love comes back. Back to back to wall\\u2013too close to call you friend too bashful to call you lover. That is this. I\\u2019ve had this much. It is two o\\u2019clock and I think it is a sunday. I tell the animal to calm down that is outside my window. She doesn\\u2019t say much but when she does I write it down. Her nickname is messiah. A goddess gift from a cloud filled with her own reign she lit her own throne on fire\\u2013and walked away nameless. Refusing that she was related to anything but God. That spirit. That factor. She folds her arms into themselves and sleeps.\\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'