Man's Greatest Trick

By Isabella Buckley Second Place Winner of the SNAPS Poetry Contest

man's greatest trick of force is that he likes to forget he is using it come here baby hark the angels call i never fancied myself a disciple my knees are too weak for worship but when He calls you would have to be a fool not to lay by his feet not to bend over or contort yourself into magazine-add holiness no sensible placid girl can deny you know i like it when you don't have to but come on i know you want to i know by your eyes it's in your hands it's only fair is it the apple bite i repent for is it the widening of my hips is it the ripening father forgive me my womanhood is cardinal