If I were a penitent man

I’d worship you

upon bended knee

Alas, I am not

Righteous

Nor fully man

Something in between

Antediluvian

and millennium savage

the temple I seek

not of marble

nor gold

but red

as the slash of crimson

upon stone

when first man

claimed woman

from the second

nestled between pillars

of Aphrodite’s

creation

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