Offering

December 5, 2008
By Destin Waller, Pensacola, FL

And so here is the abyss,
Seething and unto which my
Forsaken dollar,
Chosen by celestial reckonings ineffable,
Descends.

Into an opaque darkness,
A gaping and foreboding chasm,
Thanatoid and gluttonous,
My poor dollar vivisected upon a
Depraved god’s altar.

Yet I weep not for the
Sacrifice,
The ancient ritual satisfied,
As I reach for the dispensed
Manifestation of divine gratitude,
Code Red Mountain Dew.


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