The Blood & The Bones

I struggled to understand
this thirst for blood

this staining inclination
slipping down
clawing my way down
the wall of my shame
until I met
the bottom of the rock
way down in the rubble
I bathed myself
in dirt and soot
and rose like a Phoenix
ready to do the devil’s deeds
for what they called
the greater good

the blood
& the bones