How To Work On Error

How ‘bout a sign off?

I can handle questions.

I can just fill in the blanks

And oversee directions.

 

How about a minute,

And a seam to rip apart?

When the teeth come up sharply

Let’s start dancing through the dark

 

But maybe you’re too numb

To distract a growing bubble

Bursting underwater

And tightening the trouble.

 

Don’t worry for the order

And try to fit in sense

Outside of your today

And what you thought it meant

 

Because a belief’s crack

Is the food of new arrivals,

And this warning, won’t hold its weight,

In the hands of skilled revivals.

 

For any type of bible is bound

In some degree of error.