Trickling sweat,
Tears, unstoppable
Fire, fire!
Blood,
rushing so fast
your heart sputters,
Water, water!
The devil laughs--
tongues
of inextinguishable
flames
burn away
your poor soul...
Savior!
The Man in white garments,
He emerges
from twin doors--
offering you
the drink of
life,
"Your milkshake, sir."
Sunday, April 10, 2011
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