Pig’s Blood

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I stepped inside

The space hole

into a tub of pig’s blood

Smeared in fumes of red

grotesque and demonic.

I swam for help

Flames erupted

Inside of my dream

An explosion took place

The tub of blood blew to smithereens.

The shards caught my skin

But bled not

I gathered there had been no mortal sin.

I watched for signs

a clue to my misery

But it was all a dream.

Because when I woke

The night was still

Cast in a stroke of blue

The fire

The blood

The bathtub in space

My fear of Sin

It had all been a deadly joke.

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Conscience at Heaven’s Gate

Conscience:

 

Conscience counsels me out of sadness

For too much of it is led to madness;

And though alone I did sin the seven, in darkness

The deadly deeds I cry out unto heaven, in earnest;

For God is also glad of them

They who repent before the Kingdom. 

The Angel of Agony

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The Angel of Agony 

Kneeling alone in the garden shade, 

Bedewed with blood; drops fall to 

Thy bed of green earth, pleading with Him

For all tormented souls, the dying and the dead.

 

Until that Beatific Vision, 

Thou art blind; for even in Spirit 

Thy purgatory, which comes like fire, 

Is fire without its light, fight in desperation

The war to uphold His Wisdom. 

 

The Angel sweetly Caresses,

In her arms: carefully dipping thee

In the lake, without a sob, through the flood

Thy rapid passage take, sinking deep,

Deeper into the dim distance, whereupon

Yellow light flickers, 

Thee reawakened with forgiveness.