Preacher Crawling

Pig Destroyer

I dream sometimes of a brother in red.
The first unborn.
Perhaps the son of god aborted
and tossed and a garbage bag.
Life is black comedy.
Slapstick and vulgarity.
Unworthy of the name.
I still remember where mine went so wrong.
My last night in sodom and my first morning in hell.

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