These Pillars, They're Red Hot

She strummed me hard and sweet
like old Lead Belly bar chords until
sweet cherub armies sung
with Robert Johnsons grit and grace
from between my legs.

She braided the hair under my arms
and chewed my cuticles to bone
until I fell asleep,
but Goddamnit Delilah
I will tear down this temple
none-the-less.

These Pillars, They're Red Hot

Jonathan Acosta-Rubio

New Orleans, United States

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