Confessional Poetry
Confessional Poetry
It is a hard thing to write down.
Much less,
The things that you do.
To influence a life that's not yours.
What did he want?
He only wanted her to get her.
Not even a priest especially a priest
Wants to go to heaven a virgin.
But in the past I did .
Anyway mine didn't, so does the boy or girl stay a virgin?
Who even has the audacity to bring this up on a
Sunday morning?
Back it out,
the girls that live in those trailer's?
Confessions don't change, unless,
they are changed before Sunday morning.
Copyright © James Mclain | Year Posted 2022
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