Saturday

The Trees are Wearing Seatbelts

The marks on the pistol tell your family stories

Ten thousand and one regrets

And a million more lies

Who stretches the sheets so tight

You can barely breathe at night

Fight the liquor ‘til daddy tucks you in

Fuck it

God knows all about sin

And everything it takes to win


Who stuck all of the seeds in wrong

The prophets haven’t been up to good

Bites in the apple are so quick to kill

But Eve sold Adam another pill