I wrote a poem today. It was inspired by my support group last night. Not sure if I want to publish this on my blog yet. Let me know what you think. Your feedback is valued.

(Asshole Fucking Bastard)

YOU

Will you dance with me?
Take off your clothes let me see.
A secret kept between me and thee.

Straighten my books.
Let me take a look.
Don’t forget that little nook.

Communion is next,
We drink to be our best.
Come put your head on my chest
The blood of Christ makes us clean

Shhhhh, Just one more and I’ll be done
See now wasn't that fun?
Clean yourself up now
I can't have you covered in my cum

Will I see you next week?
Just a kiss on the cheek.
My shame you must keep.

ME

Your disgrace blinds me.
Wondrous beauty I cannot see.
Alone, abandoned no one hears my plea

Wrapped in rags of filth and decay
Release me I pray
Your secret kept ‘til my dying day


WE

From all over the world they came
some bearing their own blame.
Our demons we cannot tame!

Speak his name! Speak his name!!
No longer will you be lame
Speak his name! Speak his name!!

We spoke his name and away we went
his shame we only lent.


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