My eyes became accustomed to the dark
I saw a woman standing at the door
She flicked a switch and suddenly a spark
Struck me as blind as I had been before
Zig-zags of lightning burned into my eyes
Eventually, though, I could look and see
She laughed a bit at my look of surprise
Then slowly, step by step, she came to me
Lifting my chin, she made me meet her gaze
“Obey” she said, and then she slapped my face
X-shaped, a cross stood close beside a chaise
Easily I was led up to that place
Locked on the cross by ankle and by wrist
“You’re mine, now. Now you’ll learn why you exist.”
Saturday, February 22, 2014
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