Bread and Wine

The gallons seemed to last forever
Like fishes and loaves
Water into sacrament

The road carried me upon its back
Turning the world beneath it
To the detriment of others

The ice and the snow
They cannot touch me
Not on my wings of infinity

Eulogies remembered
Through my mind
Over the miles that lead back

Only to graves
Into graves all shall turn
Or be cast upon the winds

That seem to last forever
Like the damned into the saved
Like the bitter to the brave


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