Liquid Faith
Two solid clicks�a testament
to the anticipating penitent.
The amber liquid flows
like the blood of the savior,
and lovingly caressed is the chalice
that holds his salvation.
The communion is taken
as his lips touch the warm fluid,
and he continues unbidden,
in rapture of his experience.
At the night�s end, he departs,
and climbs behind the wheel,
to convert an unwilling soul.
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