Porcelain God

warm feet

press against

cold tile

then knees

a ritual

bent over

praying

to our god

of porcelain

sins crawl

from the depths

of our bellies

we choke

as they spill

from our throats

when the

porcelain god

demands

we obey.

#20182019 #Poetry

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