Compromised

Beaten back
from the narrow path
at night
you find yourself
at the crossroads
with your soul in hand

The trade is negotiated
the bargain sealed
you wonder idly
did Judas
bite his shekels
to see if they were fakes?

The metallic taste
of yours lingers
on your tongue
reminiscent
of blood


***- Busy day ahead: things to see, people to do. Sometimes doing business can leave you feeling tainted.