Thursday
shades of dark
melt
in blood-red wine
tints that stain
the holy cup
with odors seeping
from nether worlds
the stench of death
mingles to taint
the breaking of the break
the blessing of the wine
shadows crouch in corners
of the somber, shaded room,
thickening to a dusk
that settles, heavy,
on a poised and waiting world
shades of dark
melt
in blood-red wine
tints that stain
the holy cup
with odors seeping
from nether worlds
the stench of death
mingles to taint
the breaking of the break
the blessing of the wine
shadows crouch in corners
of the somber, shaded room,
thickening to a dusk
that settles, heavy,
on a poised and waiting world