Here’s a shocker: personally, 
I’ve pulled more salvation
from an E string 
than from a wafer.  Whatever, 

it’s all good in the wood — hell,
imagine the guitar that could have been made
once Calvary had ended —

whatever the Cross was made from
could have become body and neck
of one passing strange guitar
that would have had resonance
and sustain for days though
it might have been a tad screamy
in tone.  Still, it would have been
sweet to play:  I always say

the heavier
the metal, the more
it depends on God
for its weight, 
either through
opposition or through
substitution.  

If you think any of this
is blasphemous,
you don’t understand —

probably not the music,
certainly not
God, who invented two things
above all else:

cognitive dissonance
in the face of the sacred

and the gut-blessing roar
of a power chord.