He raised his voice in anger. He showed us disrespect. Be our bloody sacrifice. When the pieces were arrayed, I watched him take the place of honor, the seat with the extra leg room. He snapped. He retorted. He had it all coming.

He gave such a good speech. You could say he stole the show. Such presence. Such command. Every word invoking depth; it spoke to my soul. We’re so lucky. So blessed to have someone who can elucidate the deeper mysteries.

We’ll tear, we’ll scream, we’ll rip him all the way down. You’d be mad not to convict. Mad not to throw the stone. I saw it in his eyes. It’s like I never knew him. Yes, we cheered. Yes, we adored. But now we’re ready to destroy.

It’s like a love turning to a hate. What we gave, we’ll take it all away. I heard them crying “give us everything”. And thank them for the privilege. A little less. A little more. Jump you fool. To the right. To the left. A little too much if you ask me.

Express the whole. Be a part of me. Tease out what I wish to be. I see myself in you, in your words, and I don’t like it. Divide me, divide my house, divide us all. My supporter. My detractor. A step too far. An endless game of words.

A sacrifice