I am the witch the bitch the hitch on the wedding day the thief stealing away
I am the cretin the lost cause the forcep birth the wide berth the scalded dearth of deep desire
I am Jerusalem place of the great heist sinner in a nice dress so make me blessed Lordy mine
I am cynic and fool sat on a bar stool handing over money for the liquor and honey mute
the dummy all mouth and no tongue to taste
Pining for the one.
The Churching Tongue
Issue 26, Volume 2: Winter 2013