God is Love

In a hole in the ground, underneath a trailer parked in a San Diego KOA camp ground… I lost my innocence at the age of 3. While the trailer rocked with the sounds of our parents sharing free love in the name of god, a girl who must have been around 10 showed me what they were doing inside.

She showed me how they’d probably started by kissing with their tongues, and how they would have shed their clothes. She showed me how they touched each other’s naked bodies, showed me where I’d put my penis when I was old enough to make it grow.

She told me that god was love, that she was giving me love, and that everything done in love was okay with god. I believed her, and just kind of went along with it.

— leest1 —



About Lee Stone -leest1-

The world is changing: Stand for Something. Soporte Para Algo. Independent Poet/Artist. Portland, OR · http://facebook.com/sonstone
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