Car seat altar

She only asked him to put out
a burning bush and come down
from his sacred mountain,
he slid into the car a blind victim
and glanced into the back
at his baby seat burden.

This savage God slammed a hand
into a dashboard slaughter
and chose his sacrifice, shattering
her jaw with what he later
claimed to be his passion.

The bloody hospital cried "miracle"
that the millstone hadn't
crushed her skull, the real wound
was weak with worry, a fool for her
small puppy, who couldn't fight the
emptiness despite the loathing.

Karma came in her fathers hand
a baseball bat of blunt traumas.