nowhere good enough for Her, i work instead to get Her all She wants.
rich men. i pimp for Her with no recompense. i pay to find Her men.
and i may hand-wash Her underclothes.
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Valet
nowhere good enough for Her, i work instead to get Her all She wants.
rich men. i pimp for Her with no recompense. i pay to find Her men.
and i may hand-wash Her underclothes.
.
The Appetite
Nothing surpasses the feel of lips working
and the involuntary spasm
the gob following
i need a roomful of friends
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Blessing Her Control
Four precious things
Her heel, Her dirty shoe sole
Her finger, Her abusive words
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Empowerment Costume Party
Women, given the symbols
get into it. They learn how to take
tear into it, ride with the Power feel
and later, shocked at their acts
need to do it, nevertheless, again
oh shame. oh glory.
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Adoration
Her lovers She spurns
but carries their wet seed
to my bowl, to my drinking bowl
their spent lust, their slosh
She empties squeeze by squeeze at me
to my great, adoring thirst
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Drawer Love
i have no self-control and sneak to Her room
can barely breathe and want to be Woman
when She interrupts and scorns
i just want to give Her all
A Strapping In Silk
She chose to make me girl
and heat my buttocks
i never want to leave
this permanent role
Sister Hyde
helpless not to do this
the me finds itself real
it brings out my best
it makes me do and do
it makes me She
for an hour and a half
for an hour and a life
it's always been me
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Willless
Once inside, i simply do what She says
no matter the discomfort. It is to break me
of the habit of autonomy, learning Her wisdom
to break me.
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She So Very Far Above
She's seen innumerable men
today, and led them down
and humbles me to be among
the self-admitted ones on knees
She's walked many rooms
i lick their dirt to be near Her Power
She demands some porcelain time from me
to be boxed beneath Her
waiting for the slide of Her
best conversation.
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Summer Camp
i saved up for a new city
and the chance fell here on Her street
with instruments to land blows
make me admit what i felt
and pay much
for the urging on my knees
She didn't care i loved Her stokes
as they reddened me to take home
and think and think and think of Her
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I Eat
i express myself
i prostrate in my suit
there's a comforting laugh
and the demand
and i will mouth anything
The Philosopher
ionce a month i take a large amount to Her
She knows i need Her to tell me things
my body needs to know about itself
She's wise. She reads my head
She refashions me to who i really am
i leave a large amount. She waits
She tells me all,all of it.
Setting Rules
She calls me by a different name each time
She calls me names
It's the pulse of Her strength i need
It's Her hate
The Wet Hospital
cashing-in a certificate of deposit
for an enema bag
and plasticized whores
feeding me my piss and their phlegm
my insides holding, holding
then blowing-out brown
Always 'The Boy'
there is no resistance to muster
nature leads toward The Woman
being led by Her, looking up to Her
Home Worker
i pay to work with Women
who slave males
i clean up everything
the cum on the floor
the toilet space,
things on the walls and rugs
i never want to go home
