red letter #2

You’re the voice
crying out in the wilderness.
You’re the voice
that makes my brain burn and
my guts go gooey.
Yeah, you gut me.
My insides spill on your alter
and tell the future.
My steaming, gleaming guts
spell out your nature.
I know you.
Not your name, but your game.
I know the true you.
Come to me or I’ll come to you.


(from the movie: Pump up the Volume)