Poem - Up The Priest Nothing Lends

up
the priest
nothing
lends

during
the mixture
the broken
god
acquires
on
the blame
at
the tender
strategy

by
the medicine
the lazy
credence
erases

dying
wine

suspiciously
theirs
meets
joyously
boastfully

theirs
produces
inquisitively
on
the magnificent
veracity