Standard

My headlights
hit the rain-
slick streets
like rails of
electric hell
scorching a trail
to the city.

Like the Nazarene,
I am come to send
fire on the earth

not through peace
but by the sword
(and sure as hell
not nailed to a board).

Tonight there will
be no salvation,
no succor;

I’m an Old Testament
motherfucker.