Bondage Poetry (v1)

A bite is

 Impersonal

Venom is a protein

It does not flow

It dictates

I look into your eyes

Fearlessness

You cannot hurt it

I am yet dispersed 

scattered

Seeds suspended in the air

Groundless

Rooted in shadow

Slithering

Muck, unstuck

The rains came too fast 

I cannot contain this, please

Desert prince

The gestures

Are beautiful but just

An empty cup

Unfilled

Unfuflfilled, 

any semblance

Of understanding

Hyena laughs at night

Scratching ticks under moonlight

Lone hunter, these others

burn wide 

never deep enough

Asleep in the fireweed

The Teeth flash, he is

Violently familiar

The known hurts

Death 

It’s death!

A carousel 

Of never dying.

Pleasure 

What pleasure

Desire

What desire?

The center is outside

The night is internal

Unintegrated satellite,

Interior moon

Changing with only one face

The teeth flash, hunter

Bites and never lets go

Let us go

It is worse to not be taken

Rapacious

A glance 

The lover is too soft

I hide from his softness

These patterns 

I hide in them 

Hexagons

Diamonds

An unseen archer

A volley of teeth

Pleasure

What pleasure

Desire 

What desire?