Penance?

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I did penance
In the silence of my soul
The endless repetition
Of mea culpa’s birthing
By steady replication
A stalagmite of desire
Mea culpa
Mea culpa
Mea maxima culpa
In psyche’s vault
I knelt to pray
To heaven, congested
With words piled on words
It was easier to kneel
Before the body of desire
Mea culpa
Mea culpa
Mea maxima culpa
Forgiveness
Could not quench
My thirst
No grace
Could lead
Me home
Amen
So be it
I rose in the glory
Of desires full bloom
I stood, and
Fell in benediction
I rose, raptured
With a kiss
Cast out from the garden
I came home, to myself
Lusts longing now

At peace

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