Deviant Nuns

They’re all nuns
Strutting around with anal
Plugs and strap-ons

They take your trust
And creation hand and hand
Walking into the basement of the temple of God

A bony hand gently
cusps the buttocks
memories of the armchair
in their clinic

excitement
nausea
dark fantasies
realities

swimming through a golden sea
into the mouth
of a man drowned
rotting
hand and hand with maggots
and brittle crumbling
flesh

memories
premonitions of a gun
snickering in the drawer

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