soul cauliflower
dissected on
the chopping board
of love
there it is
the once wriggly worm
of some sin
a dirty secret
dead now
so not there
but there still
ruining the
perfect purity
of whatever it touched
the puerile white,
like a bride's veil
now abhorred
like a shroud.
dissected on
the chopping board
of love
there it is
the once wriggly worm
of some sin
a dirty secret
dead now
so not there
but there still
ruining the
perfect purity
of whatever it touched
the puerile white,
like a bride's veil
now abhorred
like a shroud.
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