Dark Religion Poem by Ted Sheridan
Dark Religion
She holds the latest talking action figure
of Jesus in her arms
It glows in the dark just like the real one
and she knows
it loves her like no other
She will never again be alone
as long as it is in her arms
She kisses its bloody forehead
and washes its feet before retiring each night
She prays that if she should die before she wakes
Her soul it is to take…
2008 © TS
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