I’m tired of giving myself
as an act of kindness,
charity, sympathy
or as an accomplice
to an act of revenge.
It always seems to end
in lovers making claims
over my body, my freedom.
So I will no longer let them steal
what I used to freely give.
And you think yourself so grand,
you hoard lovers like offerings--
but I am not your property,
nor am I a penny
on your collection plate.
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