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I am unable to muster an erection when called upon
the unwilling flesh parts some spirit enters
a message from a prudish god divine interdiction
nature’s way of telling me to slow down
the inference that an erection is evil.

Hard satan soft god
the simple binary logic of the faithful
the fervor of the ardent and the anxious
like the beating of an artificial heart
so much certainty in the stifled impulse.

Religious fascism is a natural enough result
upright brigades of true believers marching as to war
I’d sooner fall on my knees in a forest glade
babble in tongues at the sight of the setting sun
a heretic in a loincloth adulating in the jungle.

Banished to the welcoming wilderness
I will live under the sky and die in the tiger’s embrace
before I will worship another true god
who art in heaven and in hell
I have it within me I am a hard man after all.