Blessed be the Ashes of Our Love

For they represent the death of evil things

cremation of passion, and misguided attention-

and lies that blow away in the wind.

Blessed be the truth that was told in drunken fights

and the hate behind insecure defenses

disguised as selfish lustful "love"

masked, hidden, and dead.

Forsaken identities, almost certainly married

two sinful selves bound up in something

and altogether destroyed, burned apart

finally made divided, despite our best efforts

made whole again

through destruction