Cereal killer

Fleeting little leaflets  
Hiding from the swarm
Fine for those with no pride
Surviving in the storm
Their stockpiles mourning ghosts
Of advertisements from the past
Asking me to lead the church
So I got up and did a dance
I could separate the vinegar and oil  
From the bullshit
While the crispy cream regime has got me
Spilling coffee on my pulpit
And their eyes as they gazed
Glazed over and stayed
So infectious were the confections
My convection had displayed
And though my words were sweet
With the illusion that I had blessed you
It was you who construed the confusion
I'm just the one who let you
I'm out there
And just to add a semblance
Of culture to the lecture
When the serial killers yogurt
I call it Danimal lecter