Communion
I won’t be angry,
I wont get mad,
My face will stay pale and my pulse calm
I will remember
That God has given forgiveness to the devil himself
And I will extend that
To you
I won’t let rage become
the stuff between my nerves
Instead
I can be kind
I can be giving
I can be selfless
And that will be my answer
I will let you take parts of myself
Crack open my chest for you to hide
If you are cold
Take each rib and polish it
If you need something to grip
Use the splinters to pick your teeth
Weave my hair into cloth
Bathe in my blood
Goddamit clothe yourself in my leathered skin
Take all of me—I give it to you
I will not be angry
I will give, instead
Either way, I am consumed, utterly, by you
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