The contempt lingers

Move with godspeed away from me,
I'll only run you through the ringer
Deafening sounds of warning bells
Low, does the contempt linger,


Ever more does the contempt linger:
Sometimes I feel I'm going 'round and around
With a God who's unwilling,
Fore to put me down would be a mercy killing,
No more oxycontin dreams
But all visions remain of glutton veins
Bursting at the seams.

Low, but the images still stain
In my unused privalege to complain,
In the bulk head main, the blood silently
Rinses down the drain.
In what seems like abcessed blame,
Pointing sticky smudged fingers  
The contempt lingers.

When you see me comming,run the other way,
Fore I'm the bringer,
And whatever I touch fades to gray;
The contmpt lingers
Quickly, step away from my kiss,
Therein lies the stinger,
Spilling forth shame and loathing;
Low, the contempt lingers.

             Sabbath