by Jayme L Helmick

shattered silk across my face
a grieving posture of penance
bends my knees and releases me

i toss a picture of him
into the hole
throw in a fistful of lye
that covers his lips
twisting them
cleansing them of the lies

his eyes shadowed with worms
radiating punishment
for not loving a myth

his cheeks gaunt with

his hair a serpent's nest
of illusion

i rise from the ashes
of subjugation
done with my dirty work
walk away from guilt

his picture is not just
it is gone
because it was never real

and i rise from the ashes
of a hell i had created

and fly


Author's Note: In explanation: this piece describes my current state of mind concerning God and religion. And how spoonfed beliefs are the hardest to let go of...

Posted on 06/24/2006
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