We must stop feeling things
in the deep heart’s core.
That’s where the lies live.
If you would see what’s behind you,
close your eyes. Shut your mouth
if you want to send people to hell.
You have to want to go to hell. Deserve’s
got nothing to do with it.
Yet hell has a waiting list.
Well, that’s how dumb I am,
feeling my way to hell one
name at a time.
