Jun 27
Saints and Sinners
Saints and sinners eating the flesh
Of the beast known as remorse
Tasting rancor and divorce in equal measures
Separating what was from what could have been
And the enemies from the friends
The table is full as are the bellies
Of the constrained angel and beast
No bones left untouched
When the wicked come to feast
The cloth is stained with pain
And anger drawn as the skin across a drum
Taught and fraught with the fear
Remembrance brings to all or none
Saints and sinners – hand in hand
One will sit while the other stands