Offerings of the new day fruits and tea.
Hotwatereddown wine bloodens the
Table crumbs. Time is up. Get the dogs!
Or better wait for the rooster. The third one.
‘Till the traitor’s chalice is up with love.
Love. Rome. More. Love Rome more?
A sigh, a brace… next daggers slide through.
Numbness. Forgive me father for I have sinned.
Eucharist. Have a taste of God, would you?
Citizen of Thy Kingdom, what’ve you come down for?
More flesh and blood or, perhaps light postprandial?
Postprandial
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