Dirty Poem by Phoenix Feniks

I am dirty,
the personification of a deranged dog
that's fur is clumped together
and ribs that stick out from it's skin.
That is why i tear my throat
to scream about purity,
that i know i will never reach.
I will tell the world
to keep themselves pure and saintly,
because i know that if i were to step foot into a Church
my skin would burn
and i would seethe with pain.
For i am dirty,
and purity is not seen in deranged dogs
who's ribs stick out of their fur
as an indication of their eternal hunger
for the purity it howls for.