Sin Eater Poem by Kevin Carney

You were taken in his arms…
He grabbed your head between his hands.
His lips pressed your lips…
You thought you were going to loose your breath…
The heat and coldness all wrapped into one.
Sensations like you never felt before…
The taste of like you couldn’t imagine.
The coppery taste, salt like…
A taste of blood ever so faint…
The pain you started to feel.
His pain you could tell as you gazed into his eyes…
You thought it was a night of wanton lust.
Only to find out it was not.
The sins you have inflicted…
The sins you have endured…
Only to find your soul blackened and hardened…
No comfort you felt…
No lust in your heart did you experience…
In his tight embrace.
You saw the life of yours flash away…
The mistakes…
The transgressions…
The lies and dishonesty you played out.
Never knowing there might be redemption…
You never really cared…
You didn’t believe in God…
Church for you was someone else’s bed…
So foolish and so misguided…
You laughed at the prayers you were taught…
Confession for you, was just a smirk,
through your lying eyes
You seized the night, with all the darkness….
You pushed the limits of your body…
Never did you give a damn…
The lost nights and no memories,
in the early morning sunrise…
So deep you were in, you were no longer alive…
Anything that you thought was good…
You burned it all away….
The world you once knew you blew it away…
What a mess you made…
Thinking back in time...

To those school days,
wondering if God could talk…
All these years,
you never took the time to listen…
To get down on you knees was beneath you…
Unless to impress your next lover…
The pressure of his lips upon your lips…
The wind being sucked from you,
stifling your attempted cries…
Tears in your eyes,
rolling your eyes in the back of your head…
A haze in your head, dizzy you’ve become…
Slowly a voice like you never heard before…
Humming, a pitch, stunning and paralyzing you…
No fear do you feel…
You wake up on the floor, no longer is he there…
Such a frailty you feel…
Stunned and lost in your own thoughts.
Tranquil and clean,
never would have thought you would feel…
Thinking that you have heard God speak…