water

something in the water makes me want to comply. something in the water that makes me want to tell all of my deepest secrets to a man in black, or the man in the sky. something in all the money that makes me forget what a hypocrite i am. something about the sermon that calms me down. something about the feeling i get, when i pay my way across the river. something wrong that makes me shiver.

i want to purchase an energy drink filled with god’s wrath. i want to eat a plate of spaghetti and be warmed by his tomato-based grace. i want to eat the flesh and guzzle his blood. i want to dance on the bones and pay tribute. i want to sacrifice, but not myself. i want to murder and devour this world.

i like the prick of the needle. it doesn’t wake me up. it puts me to sleep.

i drink all the water i can, each and every day. to be healthy in body, mind, and soul. this laced water is the empty dam for the empty soul.