Plague Time Ritual II.
As I daily wipe each piece of mail with Clorox
before opening to protect myself from the virus,
I wish I could wipe myself clean of envy of anger,
Symptoms of another lifelong contagious illness.
I don't believe in original sin,
So what in hell is it infecting me year after year,
traveling through space in bullets of resentment, greed,
terror, blood, wounded?
How cleanse?
How heal?