​Tattooed

Nothing is written But some things are tattooed Drunk mother nature Has a message for you

The grass is cracked The pavement is broken Shut the door behind me Try not to let the smoke in

A prayer before the rodeo There’s gravel in my knees God would love me in a coma Even though i beg him please

You see an automobile Probably thinking it’s a car Tango in the bullpen The long way home’s too far

I’m as erotic as Raggedy Anne Subtle as a carnival barker Jesus wears a Stenson hat I ask if he’ll go darker