? ? ? Poem by Mike Burdick

I leap over your scolding hot lava
Sliding right by your bladed pendulums
Filled heavy with poverty's delirium
Soaking in man kinds innocent evil

Scarred sacrifice in my palms
Forced to my knees to many times
My eyes bleed my pain

Burry me in disgrace
Hang me on the cross in humiliation
Stab the rotting integrity of my body

Regret ones lonely neglect
Find despair in ones unfortunate secrets

Levitate my gray matter into meditation