on poetic dominatrixes
by marie gordon
i’m sly but not slippery
i will catch you
and before i let you go
i’ll let you suffer
silence passive reader squashed
i’ll show you real words
if you’ll shut up now
here comes my genius meaning
and if you cannot get it
well that is your fault
so i’ll squash your pansy eyes
into a critique
come, soft and pretty readers
to these humble lines
masochistically subject
yourself unto my genius
I’ll slinky down your dull stairs
And flow out your mouth
And even if you digest
My words you swallowed
Indeed I’ve penetrated
Because you have read
Be still, my silent reader
Bleed out my vial words
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