Departing from your Sadist God

I wanted to be content. Not consecrated in your religion.
But the object of my affection rested in your possession.
I wanted the ease of being held at night beyond dreams
With my person, exchanging shared interests and common themes.
I wanted you to give me back what originally brought liberation
Lest I obtain it without the blessing of your promises.

I wanted to swim. Not be baptized in your filthy pond.
Comforted by mysteries and inquiries of my person.
You see it as toxicity cloaked in wicked desperation?
Well, so bet it, you sadist! I’d rather be i n c i n e r a t e d ! ! !
Let me descend to your delirious version of perdition..
Since I went over your head to access authentic happiness…

I am Sahara, seeking Amazon rain.
No. I am ancient Pompeii, seared by the flames.

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