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We're all mad here.

God's biggest mistake,
She sanded away
layerafterlayerafterlayer
just to see her wishbones.
Calling boys peaches,
hoping they'd taste
just as sweet—
Mad cats and top hats
had her questioning
her own rose garden reality.
Because upside down
is right side up,
and holy rollers think her
much too butch for her own good.
As she prefers lipstick kisses
over slithering tongues.

AN:  These days, I am disgusted by organized religion.
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