In Service of Demonstrating Limits

by Melissa Broder

Melissa Broder

I have learned to love all the women
so you can call me a mystic now.
I have stopped dodging abysses
so you can call me a martyr.
Still a hellion lives in my organs.
How can a prophet help anybody
if she has not pissed all over herself?
You have to keep pissing up
if you are going to help anyone.
Attach the first draft of the abyss
to the edited abyss and pray.
My drunk god got drunk on tamales
cooked in kerosene. I am still praying.
The thicket before the windows
to the soul is fun. I wish god
a slow recovery.

Last updated April 03, 2023