in the stocks/

©2022 Michael Raven

those words not for me
dreaming this time:
turn skittering brown
autumn on refrozen white
silent silent night

bludgeon me then
until attrition mine
bloody mass pulping red
until nothing's left
mei culpa mei culpa
self-flagellation's become
my masturbation
because who doesn't
deserve a little pain
now and again?

i deserve oceans
i crave it dearly
maybe eventually it
will finally
wash away my sins
in blood
and all will be

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