Choices rise like domino’s
I decide one and they all fall down
strangers line up altering communion
the hypocrites of reason
I’m hardened in the back row
the concrete gut of a wooden pew
who are these entities
and where is a familiar face
they turn to me
rotted in disgust
the belly of a miscarried world
saturated in distrust
I break my nails against the blackboard
just to feel something real
locked inside detentions spell
bodies unresponsive
gagging on the chalks dust
petite window
inadequate view
I take photo
will you remember?
every second i inch closer
to unchaining these gates
key to death
breathe faster
and rescue me from this