The Amplitude of Baal

Dug up,
Reformation of an unclean spirit;
Settling into dispatch,
Breaching temple walls,
Fish flounder.

In the name of Jesus Christ,
Every unclean bird caws loudly,
Disseminating sins like rainfall;
And eating the bread,
Drinking the wine unto drunkenness.

Devouring the staples of saints.

Money. Power.
Fashioning the goddess
From gold, taken from Jerusalem.

In the pit of my stomach,
A demon sneezed,
And the foul mucous of death
Consumes my flesh.

As I struggle to survive;
Waging war on a cellular scale,
As this cancer spreads her wings.
I am upset. As my spirit roars,
Twisted and torn.


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