words of faith

"I would die for you"
echoes down cavernous thoughts

I heard that if you knew God
he'll whisper in your ear
in just such a way
that you'd have no choice
but go insane

once, someone laid his son out
and offered him up to God
but why would God ask?

when you look at me
the vacancy behind your words
turns the walls yellow

maybe dying for me is too easy
as you put yourself on that table
expecting blood like rain

maybe living is the real test
in its ambiguous fullness

"I would live for you"
makes me ache and turns time
into walnut trees
littering the ground

maybe living is enough
and we should speak such things
only when absolutely necessary

words - for better or worse
are acts of war

for better or worse
words are all we have