in a dark closet with shoes and my own day's waste
hearing a recording for my catechism
then, plastic-bagged and brought into the light
knowing the re-birth, knowing my new form
.
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Mystery Religion
in a dark closet with shoes and my own day's waste
hearing a recording for my catechism
then, plastic-bagged and brought into the light
knowing the re-birth, knowing my new form
.
After Hours
Ten p.m.
She held me over and sat me in one place
for two hours and told me not to move
with my mouth cocked open for Her stuff
and She and it were soft and very, very big
.
I Am Carpet, The Filth Off It
She understands the need for dirt
to begin i lick floor and put items in my mouth
the unclean ashtrays, as much doorknob
banging my teeth to, and She says hurry up
Her specialty boots aren't new
they've been around and over
and sliding through nature and what
nature leaves as it deposits itself
Her vocabulary is one of the loo
and we usually end there, my tongue
so dry from the bootsole, lips
bruised by the cock of a heel
refreshment by the rogue leash
rug-burning to the toilet bowl
and Her soup and Her solids
Her derisive words and spit
.
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.
.
Limb
She told me not to wash after
She told me i had to feel my mess
She told me i had to buy Her things
She told me that was my worth to Her
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
Continuous Wet Lips
i'm so thirsty
i need an hour of their liquid time
spit, piss, any watery
stuff they can heave
the smell of their insides
whatever they can smear
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
Inside The Volcano
Preparing my mouth
my tongue and teeth
my throat to swallow
to revere what's been in Her
One Meal
Her white buttocks
the squat above my lips and tongue
the squeeze, a bounty from Her
o i am so hungry, so very grateful
.
Great Hunger
She has always been The Queen
i try and try to please Her
no degradation, only honor
in whatever service to Her
.
Olfactory
The Female neighbor Coed taught me
to love Her clothes and learn to respect
Her wisdom in all things: massage
Her feet, lotion Her on the beach,
especially clean Her john. The body
gives a perfume from the Woman --
even what She defecates smells of Her,
the strength and power of Her
and i would take in gulps of Her air
and what would linger there after the flush
would be, still is, Her control.
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