Explaining Aces

Let our meaning be catalyst for new meaning.
Choose your side and live it knowing you're
wrong but what the hell. Feels like snake
skin between the thighs to embrace it but it
glides against your skin every day like love
sex. Thirteen was the time I knew I was a nun.
I was called. I dedicated myself to my messiah.
I dressed for him the vagabond holy ghost dream
myth each time my lips moved and word uttered
I spoke for him. I've got the dress but need
the habit. There have been three sets of three.
My loves come like how I read books. People
back home say death knocks thrice.