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amen
amen
amen
amen
he’s getting all blind
I’ll let him be my
goddamn saint
if he takes his shoes off
at the door
if he prays for me
as he kisses my hands

he turns out the light
I hear thunder
and so he opens the blinds

now I see it
now I hear it
now we’re for the bad
in each other’s grey teeth

she says kiss me longer
and he buries his head
snow

snow snow

little men
little soldiers

he marches across my dining room
with a bandana around his head
and a beer in his hand

she and I both
she and I both
wonder when he will fall down
if he stopped
all that shit that keeps
me up at night

amen
amen

and she’s my goddamn saint
because she leaves when he asks
and I don’t bite my tongue when I sleep