INITIATION

From her lips escaped a whimper,
as my flawless token was laid on the alter.
This was not the time to falter,
for around stood fellows of the dark
clad in shadows of the fallen master.

A sullen hymn was raised by the priest,
to greet the icy fingers reaching from the east.
Guttural exaltation echoed in the twilight,
placing my beloved sacrifice in a peaceful trance.
This was no Isaac to the cause
for through her eyes her soul itched for a chance.

Handed the sacred instrument of initiation,
I approached my beloved with unsolicited invitation.
My breath was that of a million,
my senses were that of a legion,
and my conscience was that of the vilest abomination.

Her scream cut through the great hall,
quickly followed by orgasmic sighs from the fallen.
Bathed in the blood of my beloved's womb,
I was eager to refresh my impatient ghoul
Sweet to the tongue and smooth to the throat,
my beloved's blood was indeed nectar.

My long awaited initiation was finally complete
My former nescient self finally obsolete.
But at the threshold of enlightenment,
I discovered that God made man good
and man made good evil.