Words of Jude

Don't notice the hair
Head down, count the broken glass in view,
That weapon is always loaded.
Took her on back when I would dare
Voice rejects their murderous hypocrisy,
Shit, don’t notice the hair.
Glad hostages unanimously voted
But clearly Janis was catching Stockholm,
Did I mention the weapon is still loaded.
On the lam, can’t imagine she knows where
Not enough skin to align her views on,
Need another writing hand or I’ll notice the hair.
Singeing my temple, not sure she noticed
Although her god-sorts-his-own plan is
Holding. Somehow her weapon is still loaded.
Wheres and whys abandoned with
The hows and flipping whos
Don’t acknowledge the glowing frizzy RED,
Because her weapon is ALWAYS loaded.