I took everything off, for you.

All my feeble thoughts,

my childish things,

and sunk them in some whitewashed deluge.

I stood before you,

stark and freshly baptized,

barren to an impartial gaze.

Unembellished within the full content of my inequity

I took everything off, for you.

But upon my renewal,

I found stained glass desecration.

So I submerged myself again.