POEM: Her Prayers Taste a Lot Like Poison

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SHE WHISPERS DIRTY WORDS LIKE PSALMS INTO YOUR NECK AND WHEN YOU GRAB HER HIPS YOU SWEAR IT’S YOUR SALVATION

SHE BLINKS LIKE HER EYES COULD EAT YOU ALIVE AND SMILES WITH A MOUTHFUL OF DAGGERS BUT OH GOD—

HER LIPS WILL BURN LIKE FIRE AND WHISKEY AND YOU WILL LOOK AT HER WITH TEARS STREAMING DOWN YOUR FACE

BUT AT THE END OF THE DAY YOUR HANDS WEREN’T MADE FOR CATCHING SHADOWS AND SHE WILL LEAVE YOU

STRANDED AT SEA, LICKING SALT FROM your CRACKED LIP, WAITING FOR NOAH TO DELIVER YOU FROM HER DEVOTION.

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Original poem by Riley Corboy

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