Before me and after words

I intertwined a thread of theology
of obscure announcements and deliverance
of country lanes and banjo playing
religious gospel singing and sayings
in motel rooms with hand guns hidden
porno movies playing on forty cents television
reliving in a twentieth century apparition
ain't no god going to deliver or provide a decision.
Yet they came forth and took us unwelcome
my love and I without a warning
swarming like hornets,what was I supposed to do
I had to protect her, so pumped the bullet's out
and she died before me
I saw her face die expressionless. cold
hold
on to her hair and i pray
spattered in a vision of three dimensional vision
I entangle and say
not her
I regress and concur with your petty
cop cries
she dies in my arms
she dies in my arms
she dies
reload
below the chin
there aint a word
anymore like sin.