
I stood before you, stark and freshly baptized, barren to an impartial gaze.
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.