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Erotica
You killed my innocence,
served my shadow in secret,
bribed guilt with time, and
intoxicated, not tranquilised-
I repeat:
intoxicated, not tranquilised
the beauty and brawn of my mind.

You are a stench,
stubborn, more infectious
than the coronavirus,
absolutely ready to attack every soul indiscriminately,
such that children find love in dangerous places
to end up in prison,
in hospitals,
in poverty,
in divorce,
in violence,
in isolation,
in pain more painful than death.