Recombinant DNA

Bruises get darker long after the assault

They resurface as the layers of wounded muscle purge to the surface the tarnish

Bruises in the soul can take even longer

Though it has been decades,

Careful examination under my fingernails and inside the tears in my heart

Will reveal DNA of the Jesus he tried to force

Into every orifice

Into every pore

Into every synapse

Nothing is untarnished.

Nothing.

But the microscope reveals that it’s not even

The divine

It was only the fragments that they

Recombined

To command power

To rule supreme

To defile every woman

This recombinant DNA is an unrelenting yet diminishing power

Void of the love

Of its origin