at the altar

 

they lie there-

brave, frail,

the same.
hands, cold,

pretend to hold.
no saviour.

only the knife.

the gasp.
(you think you feel?

you think you live?

steal.

join.

prize.)
priest waits,

blade bright,

arms wide.
rest now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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