Friday, March 17, 2006

Sacrament


As he poured,
The wine
(The blood)
Struggled to escape the prison of it's silver chalice
Splashing up the side and making a break for it
Over the side
Of the cup

I watched as the priest wiped it clean
Away
Every last drop
Back into the bowl
Just in time for us to ferry it
Home
On our tongues

1 comment:

Katherine said...

this is breathtaking!


wow.