Monday, August 18, 2008


break my bread and give me my wine.
i stood there with my head back, eyes closed,
and my mouth wide open. i was eager
to feel the smooth tasteless wafer on
the tip of my tongue.

i waited.
and i waited.


he had made the decision that communion
wasn't for me today. a man chose that for me.

today is the only day i've ever needed to
taste His body and drink His blood.
...and now i stand here with no alternative to
save my soul.

i am dying.

i begin to close my mouth...the salty tears
on my dry tongue are disgusting.

i'm completely empty.
and this aint holy.

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