Cleric's collar,

Grocery dollar

Spent on wine and whiskey.

Same back corner,

Daytime outreach

Beckons still at dusk. 

Temptation drips down the side of each glass,

Cold to calm the soul. 

A nervous wreck sedated into infamy. 

Church found out, 

Stole the other cheek

And grace from Hades' window. 

Ladies first to cast a stone

Unto a broken heart

And beat them to the start

Of the quest for living hell.