Visions & Obsessions

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Judas

I remember the end times

We kissed at the edge of Armageddon,
it should have been goodbye

I remember a night of blasphemy
You etching names upon my forehead
And crouching at the end of my chain
The whore-saint and the angel-beast
Our mouths filled with mockery
For an all-too-quickly approaching god

A night we shared the wounds of Christ
Our bodies purified enough
To crack open and bleed
We swayed like hysterics, calling down heaven
Your eyes wept precious rubies
Sore with the desire to repent

I recall a night I found your wings
Tracing crimson lines
Opening bloody feathers
Like the holy spirit mortally wounded
I drank like a reverent pilgrim
From the grail

Yes, I remember the end of the world,
Your lips soft and cold
Now bitter and snarling
Every accusation
A piece of silver falling from your mouth

Would that I could silence you
And close my hands around your throat like I used to
And stop forever your lying tongue
With a kiss goodbye
Like it should have been
With the world dissolving beneath our feet
Falling into oblivion

2001

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