one day it will all make sense

;I have ashes for sale;

In an attempt to rewind space-time
Continuum,
The sky fell to eye-level
And became what was used to being
Like the sun never setting
Stars eaten bit by bit

It rained on everyone’s head
But it was spring so no one cared
It was when the electrocutions began,
That guided lightning out of nowhere fast
That tempted humbled, yes,
People began to kneel
In worship of a heaven not so far away,

Begging for the distance between she
And God to return to the fathoms of
Not knowing how long or far
It takes for cats and dogs to fall to the ground
For fat women to stop
Singing
And begin their eternal cry
Souls echoing hopelessly into a whisper
That is their heart.

;I only have ashes;