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A ring light and a leather chair
a kingdom built on shame
He takes a woman’s photograph
and makes a trial of her name
“Good women don’t dress like that ”
The faithful cheer him on
He saves the picture to his phone
before the stream is gone
Then midnight brings a woman
with a smile he can’t forget
He writes “I’ll come expose you ”
She says “You haven’t caught me yet ”
He checks his hair he checks the time
deletes the heart he sent
He calls it an investigation
She knows just what he meant
Seventh floor a borrowed nerve
a speech about the world
She opens up
He shuts his mouth
So much for saving girls
Say amen then ask for more
Hang that halo by the door
Drag her name to feel so clean;
love the things you call obscene
Build your heaven on her fall
Need her small to stand so tall
Say amen then ask for more
What’s that halo really for
Her coat falls softly on a chair
a silk dress underneath
His questions vanish one by one
He wets his lips to speak
“I’m not like all those other men
I see beyond your skin ”
She says “Then we should talk all night ”
and puts her coat back on again
One button then another
His smile begins to slide
He came prepared to judge her soul;
his gaze keeps slipping from her eyes
SOLVAN3 on the speakers
She asks about his life
He checks the clock then checks her coat
So much for seeing what’s inside
She turns his phone toward him
His latest sermon glows
The woman in the photograph
is wearing these same clothes
“No crowd in here to clap for you
No need to play the saint
Just say you came because you wanted ”
He drops his eyes
“Okay I came ”
No curse no kiss no bargain
She moves away from the door
He leaves with nothing but his wanting
It never needed to be more
By noon he’s calling women filth
his voice a sharpened knife
He paints the whole world black again
to make his halo white
More shame More views More money
“Somebody must defend what’s right ”
At midnight horns against the peephole
He doesn’t ask who’s there tonight
Say amen then ask for more
Hang that halo by the door
Drag her name to feel so clean;
love the things you call obscene
Build your heaven on her fall
Need her small to stand so tall
Say amen then ask for more
What’s that halo really for
His messages are everywhere
We laugh and pass them on
I write “These men are all the same ”
Another woman’s picture comes
A shorter dress A sharper word
My thumb knows what to do
I hit send and feel much better
Then his face comes bleeding through
I called her cheap
to feel worth more
Oh
I know what that halo’s for
