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Police Tape

  • B. Spencer
  • Oct 23, 2014
  • 1 min read

POLICE TAPE DO NOT CROSS

worn like a chastity belt every time

a hand dips too low across the hollow

of your hipbones and he still says

loving you is easy.

they say your body is a temple

and still try to conquer it,

like all the virgin priestesses

who killed themselves when a man

dared to enter the halls

already soaked with too much blood.

they say your body is a temple

and they want to drink every

drop of sacramental wine.

their hands are red and they

smell like frankincense and

all the evergreens that grow

in Israel so you forgive them

for not knowing your boundaries.

you draw new ones in chalk

that disappear at the trace of a

fingertip.

they say your body is a temple

and the only thing you have to

offer the gods of your alter

is bruises on your knees.

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