A Poem: The Sinner’s Tale

Image: @romancing_the_road

Each hit brings her

to weak knees. She prays

for another breath and God

does not respond. She prays

for one more laugh, God sighs.

in her pocket slips. Not a dime for the bus.

He laughs.

Head to concrete, she weeps for rebirth.

God sends her to repent

sloth and envy, a witch’s tale. No more

can she give when she has already

handed her soul,

the body that once nourished it,

and the brain that only wished for refuge.

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