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in search of ground mines
trying to explode desire.
but they journeyed this landscape
like a kleptomaniac’s
in search of treasures that were willed to me.
heart ruined because
touched cotton with fire
violently scratching…damn you!
my hands clasped my face
while you broke into my body
releasing semen that pillaged my anatomy
leaving behind traces of your presence.
it wasn’t until today that my lips quivered and spoke the Word: rape.
Tiny wood paneled room
crammed with brown-hued arms and legs
where soft lips detruded “praise Him!”
hands placed upon the dais
tongues were spoken
saliva dripped during fervent utterances
in the place where Sunday morning
and Wednesday evening preachers
stand erect sermonizing to sinners
about the Godhead, the HE,
who the him takes after
who struck me
with his godly power.
there, he learned to yield authority
and is taught to touch minds and move bodies.
after his spirit was lifted
we went home and
he fucked me without permission
because he imagined himself divine.
and then he left and took his ass to church
where he could jump redemptively
after the preacher spoke the word.