Saturday, March 21, 2015

Worship

She spits out
Bitter love worship
Chant to bring him
Back to her
Venom soaked prayers
To a venomous god
Offers dead flowers
Blossomed in her dead heart
Thorny offering
Drawing blood
She hits forehead on stone ground
Doesn't cry out as blood soaks skin
Already so sweat-drenched
The bells chime
Haunting music
That shakes heart
Makes mind shudder
At the sound of
Repulsive love-song
She offers soul
For his
To be hers
Until death strikes

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