I went to see.
To take space.
To hold ground.
I saw your work.
I was not surprised.
Teaching your audience about Jesus.
Likening your subject to him.
Preaching Joy. and Love.
and I
wept.
for the duplicity.
at the injustice.
and: for the picture you get to paint of yourself.
to show the world.
While in secret
you
held
me down.
with the strength in your upper arms and
i
twisted
away.
there was no
Joy
in our
Love
you are: abuser
of the weak
destroyer : of innocence
leecher of: freedom.
i am not: survivor...
you are: taker.
hideous: is your facade.
i am: broken.
beautiful is my scar.
