Hollow Be Thy Name

The shot is just the beginning
As the world life traveled
Flashes across the mind
And neurons fire in desperate red.
 
Claret pools. Mind bogs.
Brain makes a desperate plea.
 
Our Father,
My father will bemoan
And curse the god
He swears against existing.
 
Holy Mary,
My mother will weep.
I have failed her.
I have lost the world’s game.
 
Choking on Jesus wine
My battle cry comes out
Only a whimper.
 
Amen. Amen. The End.

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