incur a loss
of unpeakable horror
by magnitude alone
dance with one arm tied
and it's off to the races
once more
in what seems like forever
i sheltered the non-believer in me
from holding the spot...
an arthur-ragen type fashion.
the rain drops would applaud the ground
to truly advance
as they always have
subliminally begging
to settle my case
yet there is unease in the voices
almost as if to say:
we finally surrender,
perhaps you have overcome,
but once manifested
the silver will catch our tongue
any days and all days
and days just like today
when suspicions curtail
you will kneel as we prey