After Church

 
He followed  
as she walked home  
from the service
her hat clutched  
tightly in the wind
legs still firm  
inspite of the years
wrinkles disguised  
with a dose of heavy make-up
applied religiously  
on a daily basis
 
He was never  
the world  
record holder  
for foreplay
so only your own imagination
may grasp  
the hardness of his cock  
smearing pale pink lipstick  
up behind her ears
before slapping its stiffness  
roughly over her nipples
 
They say the unworthy  
shall not enter paradise
so when he came  
it bit suddenly  
like nettle rash
all his demons astounded
by the wildness of her fight
skirts hiked high  
and panties torn
as they rolled together
over and over  
through the bushes
 
After two years  
in the hospital
and four more in prison  
awaiting parole  
he can still recall vividly
every sound  
that came from her mouth  
every detail
every scream  
every whimper  
and every last cry
but especially  
when she begged him
not to stop
and how God knows  
in that moment of desperate fabrication
he was utterly certain  
that he could never have done so
even if he'd tried