Hell Is Warm

How do we not get lost?
how when a focused eye
isn't an open me
how when I know the dark
is just a changing scene
how do we not get lost?
how if you're just a touch
and I'm just a touch too certain
how when I know a god
who looks like a white person

the pain it turns to razor burns
the pain it turns to razor burns
you grow and then suddenly don't