Shoehorn

You were weighed in the balance

and found wanting

and all of our sins 

destroy temples

oh fall of the west

star in the east

you don't get a second chance at 

this

and my heart is split

because of it

the entire church is split in two

half way to 

two 

thousand 

a rip

a tear 

and scales mete out 

copper on 

one side

cash

on the other

a catalytic conversion

I can bring it back to religion 

but you wouldn't get saved

never 

loved 

you 

just dragged it out to use your flesh

as if love were something to choose

just be better 

goddamnit

be her

goddamnit