If These Walls Could Hit Back album cover

i’ve fastened a box
filled it with straw
for god to live in my heart
borrow a hammer and scrounge some nails
beat your heart into a crooked jail
we were both praying for rain
to fall down
one to cleanse
and one to drown
this is my hill
west of the house
where i'm never wanted
until i run out
i'd turn around but the way i came
is littered with mistakes
every rand mcnally in the backseat
led to heartache
raze the whole structure
reduce it to splinters
the first time i died
i carried the ashes
to the river in an old tin can
not much here to hold
too much to let go
i cut myself
to know that i can heal

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Chokes and Warbles
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Chokes and Warbles, a collection of essays and poems by Michael Channing