this is an exorcism

crosses drawn through worthless lines

as I search for another savior to crucify

where is the fear

the despair

bent forward, frantic when I find it

dripping rosary beads of sweat

onto thin paper

double printed with psalms

that tell of sacred things

tasting foul

until an end is made

Am I exorcised?

Only time will tell

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