"Blood Of Saints"
by
W.B. Vogel
Taste of carrion sweet,
Hunger so raw, blood
Stained to the teeth
Like the jagged smile
Of a bonesaw
Buried dreams, undead--
Exhumed to consume
This life, resurrection;
Beyond the touch of Death,
God takes my last breath
He gives me life, everlasting.
Copyright 2004 A.D.
posted by W.B. Vogel III at 1:00 PM 
