Eucharist II

The wine spills into my body

through lie-stained lips

enters my bloodstream

mingles with the

givenness of my blood

obediently nourishes

cell and soul.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Meanwhile

I carry on

like an ignorant

executioner

who occasionally wonders

how he came

to do this work. 

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