BENT

breathing deeply

the realness

of the moment

glides slowly around my mind...

though i

reject it

i'm still left

breathless

silently screaming

repentant

and

rebellious

in the heat

of your judgment

Though I'm bent

I won't break

and the scar

I wear now

will fade

as the weight of

your sin

bears you

hard and fast

toward nothing more

than

dust,

sand,

bone....

to nothing more

than filth

beneath my feet.