Resurrection-Sixth Communion

The ceremony cradles my head in trance I brush dust from my teeth Fleeing hands and spiders plead for salvation They wash the clawed feet of a priest Ritual mockery rectified doubt I'm holding with arms open wide Sleeping endless sleep on a bed of nails Wake me up with your kiss I'm waiting for consummation I'm waiting for contemplation I'm waiting for confrontation Waiting for a place to lay my body down The proud encasing of another soul Buried deep 'neath the shroud Flourished with the venom of the serpent's son I close my eyes, retreat The prayer hands lay down On the edge of my sleep Sister death in leper's guise Through crimson eyes of the holy one All will learn to see Invocations are invitations To the bloody red sheets The circle is broken by the sleeve A sacrifice of one Resurrection, past reflection Revelation, last discretion Confession, confession Incomplete resurrection