5.24.2008

when my father is cooking breakfast

certain times of day everything smells of sex. after the morning when we are virgins the church claims and reclaims us. after the morning when we are children blessed and blessed once again by prayer. as thieves we pray for a noise other than that of my father cooking breakfast in the room beneath us. on top of my mattress the condoms hide
underneath it.

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