by Dannicka Sorensen

from a distance
I hear your caressing song
as I edge closer to you
I realize you are a siren
you secure the distance

like two boxers in the ring
I try maintaining the center
but you pressure Me into the corner
I receive blow after blow
“You agreed to the fight.”

we aren’t in the same weight class
you’ve been in the ring longer than Me
tears stream down My face
“You agreed to the fight.”

you were a mirror of desire
I saw My every need
The American Dream
without victim of recession

I realized you were a parrot
regurgitating all My dreams
then you were a chameleon
camouflaging yourself there

there’s no God in the wild
for your primal belief
will have you search
for only Me for

I am your savior
you slaughter My purity
the snow forever stained
you sculpted Me into your martyr

you think I’m resurrecting
but I am of the flesh
gifting you eternal separation
and leaving you like the fruit you bare

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