By larry foreman

you ripped my vail
and spit the word of
god into my eyes.

a gusher of darkness
falls at your feet
spilling you into
my world.

the flames of hell
splash though my vains
licking the tip of your
message.

you drag me kicking
and screeming to your
cross through an open
wound of my conviction.

just let me die knawing
on the end of your
dubble edged sword.

kneeling in a pool of
sweat, drenched in the
blood of conformity.

i walk away,cold,
shaking,and alone.