Tuesday, September 17, 2013

I sit in a room of hurt and water
I wash my pain as if I was a sinner
Baptize myself as if I was priest,
a Holy Man gently stroking my bleeding brow
I see no God
No Christ
No Budda
I wait and wait for No One
And No One waits for me
Just with this dry thirst, I sail away on a human river of blood and water


Brother Ollie said...

Your thirst will be quenched sir.

Human Paradox said...

Your a classic SC. Let's see some more! I want more goddammit.