King Jove and Sirius

and though your feet may hurt on pebbles when you walk
until your teeth might hurt like knives
you'll know the colors of the petals in the yard
until they saturate the sky

when it explodes you'll be in trouble
no grace to justify the crime
black policies dissolved your dreams
and now you're bleeding red
between the ground and something else

you might as well

believe that heaven is a place you'll ever see
with all the starry in your eyes
somewhere above the crush of branches in between
king jove and sirius tonight

when it explodes you'll be in trouble
no grace to justify the crime
black policies dissolved your dreams
and now you're bleeding red
between the ground and something else