In the sanctum of surrender
playing holy water sports…
Under magnifying glass
reversing grade A book reports…
There’s a blood stain from a virgin
counting sheep in fields of green…
And she spills her seman whistle
as she dreams of love supreme…
But the nightmare gore that drips
from deep inside her broken soul…
Is the church’s sacred sacrament:
excess within control…
Contradicting everything
in screams we all must witness…
Benediction boxing ring
is cream of Christ on Christmas.
Written by Jason Wright
December 3, 2017