In reference to me I’d like nothing better
Than to hear a thousand different echoes all chiming
Back to that one word.
Her.
Ambiguous and Specific.
Complete.
Tainted with the perfect blend of bitter venom and
Ferocity.
Her
With the sly eyes
Sliding like ice down my back
Painfully aware of every
Chilling
Sensation.
Her
The plaything of suggestion
.
One goal in mind
To break the addiction
Of being force
Fed
Perspective.
That pill that courses through bones and pulses behind
Better than any
Drug.
Caught up in my rib
Like pots and pans in a storm
Grinding my
Shifty-eyed
Assault.
Molded like clay
Over your bent knee.
He who wants the useless woman
Can have her.
Originally Penned Fall 2008
Photo Credit: Tidal Rhythm by Tony Fischer
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