[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #18. The publish date is approximate.]
subtle lies, faithless cries
i hear them all
for I am one of the new gods
let it be, the emotional debris
persecution unending, my soul in lending
new stye of abuse
for I am one of the new gods
flesh is torn, again i’m born
self damage your sin, as if giving in
you try to drag me back
for I am one of the new gods, and this is my decree