Non-Erotic Poetryit is rusted I am blind
The cock crowed three times
for Judas but only silence crosses
my side of the line.
He spins his feathers
to the wind, never admits
that betrayal comes
on pussy feet of promise.
I think I hear a gurgled crow,
but he only reassures himself.
I am not convinced.
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