Reopening Soon
The cheap sign,
Improper spacing
Rings out all I’m not facing,
A slur against divine.
Gaudy nights
Take place inside
Women hiding
Everything but their flesh from sight
Makes me sick
To think of the distortion,
The gawking at proportions
Makes me quick
To anger, to cry injustice
I feel slimy eyes
Feeding on the lies
Of porn, of lust, this
Slur against women,
Against what’s good,
Against where I’ve stood,
Where I stand; its criminal,
But legal.
Reopening Soon,
All my prejudice, the sting
Of every rotting, grasping thing,
Reopening soon my wounds.
January 29th, 2017 at 8:06 pm
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