harrowed, narrowing,
eyes alighting on some feature of mine internal,
his ravings' pace growing with the drumbeat,
insane libations growing red,
setting the same fire as his shielded eyes.
Join in the chant!
words unspoken but receipt demanded,
Join in the chant!
demands issued not from but at me,
Join in the chant!
I could do but smile -
Sycophantic sisters,
in praise of seeming-spirituality,
had joined in the chant
Seemingly-believing brothers,
raving on skins of drums,
had joined in the chant.
Join in the chant!
mobs of madmen demanded,
Join in the chant!
issued forth from some ill-imagined spirit,
Join in the chant!
my skin crawled in demand of me.
I decided it best
to avoid telling them
that I was an atheist.
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