Ash Wednesday! Sage

Sage 🌿
Written by Ash Wednesday

I am not as unhinged as I could be 
and I want everyone to be grateful for that 
I could stand to turn it up a little 
I am not sure what its looking like but 


My body is not a temple it is a mid western dive bar. 
where the Hendrix at? 
And there has got to be something 
About bisexuals just not sitting so straight 

I burn sage wands 
And pick the nicest days to rot 
Inside of me the bridges are being burned 
I am done with all the wondering ​

When is it going to be my turn 
Human things agitate me all of a sudden like dealing with my ceiling fan the air is drying everything up and killing my plants. 

It's definitely isn't my negligence 
I am just about beyond repairing 
And incapable of relaxing 
You can just forget about letting go

I never let you get to know 
The real me in return 
While you upchucked all your insecurities 
I neatly laid them out ​

You know you can open up to me 
Again whenever your unbalanced side is out 
A side salad nothing special 
A side of parsley laid out and forgotten 


A.W.