Drifting; yet another on the street
A quest for Cristo
Everlasting search for comfort
And now sucked in
By that disturbing White Noise

New Area White Chapel!
Enter!
Now a member!
Next?
Life savings emptied!
Preacher’s back pocket, full!
Fool!
For salvation
Eternal life
Yet?

Now eternal pauper
Preacher though  a prince
Dominion over fear-filled clergy
Willfully blinded by the Holy Ghost
Death glorified again
Debt to the heavens, a system of control
Preacher Prince’s Playstation:
Move here, jump here, take this, bring that
Map it to Muppets

But fuck it—
“There’s hope”, thou cries
“So pull the strings Osofo!”
“Here I am, save me & save my money for me”
“Be my bank, my savings, my salvation!”
“Cristo! How am I even worthy of your love?”
“Unconditionally given to me, a sinner?”
One who can do no right
One who was born this way
Dirty
Stained
Soiled!

Cleanse me with your blood
In fact, let me drink it
Like a vampire
Let me suckle on your hemoglobin
Allow me to lick your white blood cells
Feed me with your body!
Let me eat it like a cannibal
That flawless pale skin shall I chew
I will swallow your flesh today
Just as the preacher swallows me whole
Digging me deeper into a hole
My family and I
Below ground
Six feet
Death
Debt
Dearth

Holy Ghost!

The darkness envelopes, inches closer
But Yesu!
Won’t you save me from this sudden night?
Isn’t it my birthright?
It is, right?
Why this fright?