Psalm Bawdy Poem by Tanner Herndon

I know you were looking at
The body
That body
His body
Psalm bawdy
A religious crime
Laying on the ground, shimmering
Like morning dew, damp from
Your touch, after what you did
With yourself.
You are raunchy, and make me sick
I can't bear a moment in your eyes
Seeing my reflection in those
Lifeless marbles makes me ugly-
And I don't want to be like you.
Sometimes giving up is
Giving in to something better.