​OR
 

Here’s what will happen:

You’ll hate me for a lifetime 

Or

A moment.

And I will visit you at the church

where you work

or in the prison

near my house.

And you will love God

or learn the world according to Satan.

And maybe you will have children

or know the ways of an untrained womb.

And maybe you’ll be happy on your own accord

or shear every inch of yourself to wear another woman.

And you will remember all my sins

and stack them up against me.

Or you will love me

and let memory rot

and forget the day I screamed

until both our throats ran dry.