Take it
strip me
of my dignity
behold the flesh
casement of the soul
stare at what is left
a worn out body
agony
dolor
torment
habeas corpus
ad subjiciendum
ad recipiendum
Exposed to you
I am bare
easy
to touch
to corrupt
to molest
to plunder
Devote yourself
to the diaphanous dermis
present in your parish
carress it
let your hands slide over it
worship it with your whole self
hang onto the notes
the choir chants
blatantly fornicate
and state that I’m in you
Catachristis
ask forgiveness
it shall be given
by the power infested in me
let the children come to you
and sing
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad
Philip Meersman (B)
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Thank you Dirk to taking my Ecce Homo Sacer hitchike along on your Truck.
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