Monday, November 18, 2013

absolution

I am your salvation
your cowering angst
the best moments
are screaming
when you hold yourself
and don't know why
when it knocks loose
and flakes from your
skin and the death comes
tumbling down in fear
driven absolution

I am your holy water
pissing through the shaft
of christ bleeding in
sanctimony and tired
retribution killing off
the little ones managing
mistakes yearning for
souls tearing at the scars

I am the laughter you hear
when they rip it away
and throw it to the floor to
be trampled in the ever
living light of grace

The small cuts take to
salt in the worst way
that's the fucking in
your heart when you know
you're not going to make it

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