Ye, for I pronounce in the name of all before me,
For every transgression, every sin
For every crime committed ‘gainst myself
‘Gainst you, in thought word and deed,
THIS is my penance,
“It wasn’t arbitrary,”
For every time I thought twice about you,
For every curse I brought upon myself
THIS is my communion
Can smell the sweat on his buoyant skin
Can taste the salt of his body ‘pon my lips
Can hear the sound of his breath
Pulsating in rhythms ‘cross my cheek
THIS is my penance
To the solitude I would walk without him
To the silence of his slumber
In a bed far ‘cross my world
No number of promises of afterlife
No heavenly aspiration
Can set me free from my trespasses
As he who lays against me
THIS is my communion
As the one could have found me
As the crimes I have committed
Have entrenched me between his fingers
And for this I drop to my knees
In pleasurable penance
Body and blood I consume him
I commune
2 Responses to “You, a god”
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May 8th, 2008 at 11:25 am
Daaaaaymn. Take that communion, sister!!
May 8th, 2008 at 11:26 am
You, my friend, need to be flagellated.