Untittled

it's late at night

it's early in the morning

and i am lost in a

stranger's bed.

i am the whore

and i Cry out to God

"please! give me the

strength that i

do not have.

i am not strong enough alone"

but he does not answer.

i feel the serpent’s hand on me.

his lips touch mine

and i shudder

he slithers through me,

through my entire being.

and though it hurts

i cry out for more.

i know what I do is

wrong.