My God Flushes

The heat of the sun
Blasts down on me
I awake to the world
Covered blood and something
I ate the night before
The stench of vomit
And stale beer fills the air
I work my way to the altar
And let out a chant
To Never do it again
With the closing hymn
I flush away my sins

by K A Werline

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