Poetry #13: the need to feel

[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #13. The publish date is approximate. Originally written December 18, 1997]

    Curious insomnia keeping me from rest
    lyrical poems pour forth from another room

    verbal bondage. strong baseline. precarious angel.
      descend you godless bitch. take me now.
      wrap me in your wings and lift me from
      this mortality. Take me to your master.
    When it is over I will remove the hndcuffs
      and blindfold, before cleaning the fresh
      whip marks.
    Your job is done angel.

    Truth or dare. Shut up and lie.

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