scrub the skin like its stained
like its poisoned like if you scrub hard enough
the innocence will come through
from behind all of the sin.
look to god. she says. look to jesus.
scratch and score my body and remold
me from the clay of this hardened man
and present me, illuminated,
to a world less tainted,
to a garden.
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