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anne sexton
is my halve
and
my sixth finger.

like myself,
her eyes were much too large
for her face
gaping,
two open cavities yearning
to be torn away.

our moon is a peep hole
poked through the nighttime sky
through which
God,
the pervert,
stares.

naturally,
we are sure to stand
in front
of the unclothed window.

we can find no shame.

this is apparent
in the way
we can not stop writing of ourselves
and lap
the neighbor's conciousness
with greedy tongues.

also how
lights flicker undecidedly
in our presence
because they are afraid.

and we are not.

uncouth fingernails
stained black with time and
cold with algor mortis,
she has snatched my brain
in one quick draw
for herself.
she has devoured me.

she owns me.

wearing the shame of eve proudly
we make sure that our ankles
are always showing
and that when we ask,
there are too many questions.

eve,
we will claw your face
pulling your skin to the side
to look inside your eyes
and open your mouth.

you have sinned.
you have sinned.
you have sinned.

black bits of bile
and clumps of dirt infested moths
fall gracefully
unto the Lord's land
(blessed)
and you will never be able to cover
again.

sinner,
sinner.

forgive us Father
for we know
no other way to stand before You
but
naked
and proud.