Addiction

That's how they found me...

Kneeling
Bloated and bruised
Like a satiated bee
Dripping with nectar
My vacuous crucifix spent and
Cradled between swollen fingers
It's ecstatic brew drawn
Deep into my crowded soul
Defying fate's final expression
Smiling, always smiling
The last hit the sweetest...

You weep for me
On knees that gleam
Of polished marble
Pulsing
Compliant to discomfort
Eroding the stone in interminable retribution
Intercession by intercession
A sacred necklace
Draping
Drained by feather fingers
That once unlocked the ribbons in my hair
Earnest, always earnest
The last Amen the hardest

Sleep now...