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Created on: May 20, 2007
The Mission of Holy Men
"Your salvation is nailed to a cross." - Curandero
Bring the Padre alkaline and bitters
to quench his insatiable nature.
-the scent of copal
cloying and sweet
O succulent boymeat sacrament-.
I confess this sin -
in Father's goblet, tainted wine,
the root
of vomit and salt;
last rites and gorge;
a bent-spine demise,
this and the scatter
of bones.
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