In city of thousand sacrifices
the dominion reads―
your mind.

When you were putting
salve on paranormal wounds.

Telekinesis begins.
Fear lurks in your home―
before the orgy of slaughter starts.

The echo of blood―
looms large on the beach of glassy eyes.

The sinner wants to be
anointed, to
do it again.

In stench you walk alone
to meet god.