Come!

Come!

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Come!
by Michael R. Burch

 
Will you come to visit my grave, I wonder,
in the season of lightning, the season of thunder,
when I have lain so long in the indifferent earth
that I have no girth?
 

When my womb has conformed to the chastity
your anemic Messiah envisioned for me,
will you finally be pleased that my sex was thus rendered
unpalatable, disengendered?
 

And when those strange loathsome organs that troubled you so
have been eaten by worms, will the heavens still glow
with the approval of God that I ended a maid―
thanks to a spade?
 

And will you come to visit my grave, I wonder,
in the season of lightning, the season of thunder?
 

Keywords/Tags: sonnet, god, religion, Christianity, puritanism, chastity, virgin, nun, sex, lust, desire, death, grave, passion, lightning, thunder, earth, womb, tomb, worms, organs, maid, maidenhead, hymen

© 2020 Michael R. Burch


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Tags: sonnet, god, religion, Christianity, puritanism, chastity, virgin, nun, sex, lust, desire, death, grave, passion, lightning, thunder, earth, womb, tomb, worms, organs, maid, maidenhead, hymen