I do not bloody my mouth with wine-
I do not eat my god.
I do not live for death.
I flicker before eternity.
I wait at the golden gates, and
I question the angels and devils upon my shoulders.
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There is nowhere I feel at home.
There is no care for my body-
There is no love for my soul.
There is a question of my loyalty
There is certainty and doubt.
There is faith and unfaith.
…
You never left me.
You were a constant in my life.
You were alive in the monstrance.
You lost your luster as I grew impure.
You are a truth I have failed to acknowledge.
You make a fool out of me every day.
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I confess vanity.
I confess pride.
I confess sin.
And I open my eyes once more to the sky,
Taking you in like rays from the sun.