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apostasy

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before he led me like a lamb
to the altar,
he got me drunk.

take this and eat, he said,
hands on my hipbones,
soft thighs, soft sigh
for this is my body -

but he gave me no bread, only
bruises, and he gave me
new thorns for my head

and i bled
till sunday morning.
tell me:
who speaks of resurrection?
are you there,
mary magdalene?
mary, when
will easter come?
when bad things happen, write

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squibblyquill's avatar
well-written about a subject hard to express. I had a bad experience with someone I trusted, and the religious themes somehow got mixed into my processing of events, which makes this poem speak more to me than others.