1 poem | Bekah Steimel



With steady and rehearsed fingers

I want to unlace the corset

of Christianity

one woman at a time

unbuckle the bible belt

and spank the uptight ass of abstinence

I do not suggest saving yourself

for your wedding night

with eternity

you will not be slipped a golden key

to the floating kingdom

as a prize for purity

for dim obedience

the palace to lust after

is the very dirt beneath your toes

we are all royalty

and to rule and govern our own lives

is our birthright

do not neglect your empire

for the shot at a castle on a cloud

no great reward hovers

in hidden sky

the treasure is existence

so spend it until you’re broke


Bekah Steimel is a poet aspiring to be a better poet. She lives in St. Louis and can be found online at bekahsteimel.com or followed @BekahSteimel on Twitter and Instagram.

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