My September Crucifixion

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My September Crucifixion; How Could You Hurt Me? [Psalm 41:9] (Heart Wrenching Pain)
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I swear to God I could
Just hate
You right now
How could you treat me
The way you did. Like
Dirt
I could just take each of your callous
Hands right now
And nail them straight
Into a crossbeam. I could just hammer a nail
Clean through your ignominious feet
And just
Spit on your face. Lift you up
High in the air for the whole world
To see your nakedness, stigma.
If I had a spear Id thrust its jagged
Head directly into your side. (Fiercely)
Watch the blood and water flow
Down your body
Slowly.