Here’s what will happen:
You’ll hate me for a lifetime
And I will visit you at the church where you work or in the prison near my house.
And you will love God or learn the world according to Satan.
And maybe you will have children or know the ways of an untrained womb.
And maybe you’ll be happy on your own accord or shear every inch of yourself to wear another woman.
And you will remember all my sins and stack them up against me.
Or you will love me and let memory rot and forget the day I screamed until both our throats ran dry.