Church-sanctioned confessions
no longer piquant
or priestly
sins don’t even need
diaries
nowadays
no ink and ebony quill
to quell, and no
wrinkled face to tell
My transgresses
are typed up clearly in the
blue light of a
search bar – an engine
from the gods of the
Industrial Revolution
My confessional reads:
“how to enjoy being with people”
“autism test”
“BMI for 21 yr old woman”
“How to stop being irritable”
“Advice for twenty somethings”
“Psilocybin mushrooms”
“Christian advice for twenty somethings”
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