You want repentance?
Stick your fingers
Down my gullet
Haul it out
I’ll stand here
In this sack
Till kingdom come
Your pursed lips
My thickening belly
Your scalding looks
My swollen breasts
Your unclean thoughts
Tell me
Old crow
Who’s the sinner?
If it’s wrong
To love then
I swear on
All that’s holy
I’ll be faithful
To my wrong
Amen