Lilac Wine :: a warzone towards haiku

September 21, 2010

Machinery

Filed under: Text — Tags: — Lilac @ 10:36 pm

Rope captures more time than it takes to apply. It holds you until your partner’s done. It must be wound back on itself and undone. In panties & tank top, wanting to cry as you wind hemp over my ribs, You’re always taking all my precious time.
Not time: life.

You hoist my leg in a neat gunslinger harness and Pink Floyd’s singing Welcome, to the machine… I am a gear suspended in the pulleys of ropes, put where they put me. Lean my head back and give in.

You fill me over and over; I route climax through the ropes, through the machinery about me; I keep none of it, It’s all right we told you what to dream, sings Pink Floyd…

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1 Comment »

  1. …not done with you yet…

    Comment by Fistandantilus — September 22, 2010 @ 5:28 am


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