Skin in the Game
Skin in
The game
With no words
Mortality
Buries a
Preacher
A priest
A church
Organist
An entire
Congregation
Vagrants
Wastrels
Idlers
Littered
With those
Godly two-fold
Printed lists of
Pallbearers missing
A Psalm eulogizing
The deads funeral
Compliments of the
Jehovah's but irrelevant
The chaplain
Silent on pre-disposal
Of the ashes fresh from
The prison crematory the
Urns anointed with Rose of
Sharon in contrast with the
Cigarette cartons of Lucky Strikes
Back in the day targeted packages
Tucked in rolled-up T-shirt sleeves
James Dean memorabilia prison
Contraband
The Anti-Christ
Rolls the asphalt
Given credit where
Credit is due—666
On Lucifer's hearse rear
License plate your number
Is up
La Brea
Tar Pits
Where the
Crude oil
Seeps
Methane gas
Bubbles boil
Stirring Lucifer's
Cauldron
The Pitters
Cremated
We were
Underestimated
You are decimated
Kill one in
Every ten
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
Ineligible for
Resurrection
Cremated
The casket
Closes
The urns emptied
Collective ashes
Dumped
Copyright Sage Sweetwater
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