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apadravya worship ~ {i}

{v}
sanyasa:
let us not pretend that sensations evoked by love & sex are the same. it is not my ribs you open when we touch... you are not buried balls deep in a vital organ, bottoming out against my spine... my heart does not throb between my legs.
i have no connection to your incorporeal nature, crave only the communion of flesh & sweat... you'd be lying if you said the same wasn't true for you.
remember to spit for luck.

{iv}
i could claim
that dying tea lights
are equal to embers
in
the crucible on my altar
but the body heat
left in salt
doesn't burn
the same way
when i make yajna

{iii}
bring tithes to the man
who turned me into a whore
before i could consent

{ii}
the excision of holy fruit:
i have little interest
in the mosaic segments
filled with meaty pulp
when the stark pith
holds blood & seed
to stain my chin
my throat
my breasts
with earthen vitality

{i}
he made vedas of the sticky pages of penny journals filed between my vertebrae. print has long since faded to pale scars on the dog eared pages. but i kept transcripts for the back of your skull, so you'd know my sordid beginning each time your eyes rolled back in your head.
//
i confess i was coked off my tits writing this last night so please excuse spelling, grammar & any other butchering of the english language
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