Unholy Communion

was entered in a competition in this portal. Thank you for reading.

My 2 cents to explain this to readers who do not understand holy communion....it is believed that during Holy Communion as practiced in the Catholic Church - that when you eat the host (the little cracker like round wafer) and then drink the wine (red wine) essentially Christ has been - I am looking for words....resubstantiated...in effect...Christ is present and you have partaken of his flesh and drunk his blood. This is a very holy or perhaps the most holy time of the mass
Yes I liked this poem
The rest of the explanation is the poets

Kitty dear: this poem was written for the  short poem competition. Imagine an obsessive lover who does not want to be left behind and want to be part of her beloved. Imagine a scene where one wants to be part of or wants to carry a part of the lover forever. Imagine a stilted, demented mind: and there is the unholy communion of cannibalism as oppose to the Catholic's communion: the wafer/bread as Christ's body and the wine as Christ's blood.

from the title i would think that this is about vampires or warewolves or something but then again it could be about how people do in church when they say they eat of His Flesh & drink of His Blood in an effort to put a physical attachment to their beliefs.....but the Word Says True Faith Is Blind.....great post as usual grace....;)

Goodest dear: as explained to Kitty. Read it from a demented point of view...not vampires, they dont eat they drink...(hahaha) thanks for reading.

A little controversial i think.
Interesting read Grace.

Thanks for reading, MrAlptraum. Yes, isn't it. The mind can be like that.

I am C of E AND MY MAM IS CATHOLIC HA BUT SHE ONCE SAID TO ME THAT CAthotholism is the biggest business in the world and is why she had me christened the same as my dad so I've seen all of this stuff and yes grace I get6 your take on the insanity of your proposed poem ha ha cool stuff :)

Oyes Paul: Dementia's rationale can be very interesting and scary of course. Thank you for reading and commenting.

Grace, just believe me when I say I can absolutely relate to this short poem. I have once been loved by a lover who desired to carry my genitalia wherever she went. She  said it was hers to keep.

Good God, Divine Idiong!! Wow, she must really be possessive. I dont know whether I could call you lucky. I know of someone that spy on her boyfriend almost everyday and I thought that was pretty unhealthy. The poem is what I supposed a demented person would want to do, but I don't know if in real life one would actually want to do that.

HOw very intriging for such a few words to touch me.. i love it..

Thank you Devilish, for reading. And commenting. I really appreciate that.

Wow! Very powerful piece! :)

Thanks for reading and commenting flowergirl...