on my knees
I repeat
my beliefs
this is my design
my own simple line
my odd little rhyme
this is my design
this is my poetry
screaming for privacy
no time for chastity
this is my poetry
making art out of sex is religion
my twitching addiction
my spiritual fiction
my promiscuous depiction
guilty religion but this
is my design
and sublimation contains
the sublime.
at least at night time
it does.
I stop.
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