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Honorable Sinner

The curtain opens,
his blood falls red.
Red lipstick spot on my tooth.
They spit him,
I eat marshmallows.
Whiplash in his back,
1, 2, 3… 39.
My lipstick cost 39.
“Liar” they yell at him.
I bow. Thanks for the applause.

They don’t know
the villain behind my makeup.
I eat the food of the poor,
pour perfume on my own feet.
I stone the sinner with my words,
I ignore my neighbor,
need to check my phone.
I gather with the Pharisees
and buy a new dress.
Got thirty silver coins.