Tie Down Natasha


from the ABC set Crankwood

Tie down Natasha

Hope she will not hate

me for being tardy

her for coming late

lift with breasts and tremble

soft and warm they lie

shrieks that cross the silken

wants that cannot die

if the charging differs

if the tight now binds

coppered hands confirmed this

from the light now shine

from the sweated rolling

to the sweet contrive

this is all the reason

is the flesh alive?

reddened in the spotlight

filmed the dearest strive

find the spot that wills one

call what's got to die

desperation hiding

thoughts of what we wish

ask in pleasant futures

eat a sullen dish

clasp her to your wishes

hot she rubs her hand

what she wants to use you

make of her demands

Canvas on a window

red the night time flares

darkly let you scream use

limp for all she cares

plunge your heart in water

stream the blood now stir

split the great almighty

plans to take you there

for the tattered lengthen

of the master pick

hit the target tension

let me bite this bit

down around this morsel

stretching for thought tight

suck the juice less conscript

plug the hole now right

rage a personal writing

fantasise a split

in the minds of everyone

hold the thing, now dipped

Demonise the lightning

dress the fortunes soul

shove forever hoping

come in out the cold

complicate the matters

hate what you become

wrest your song in laughter

sing your stupid song

dip your special virtue

in the warmest hole

see the only one who

comes to take control

dust her when you've finished

elemental prize

given all you been through

comes as no surprise.

From the well wrapped attitude

to the furthest point

hope you feel this free soon

as you skin anoint

liquid streams of anxious

silken beads of less

that be always more from

this you wish the best.

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Comments

Doeslittle | August 9, 2008 - 00:05

Thought this was fabulous and flowed beautifully though I stumbled right at the end over 'that be always more from', but that could just be me.

neilmc | August 12, 2008 - 11:51

Generally I don't like inversions to fit a rhyme but as the whole poem has a deliberately disjointed and awkward feel of sexuality tinged with anxiety and desperation, I thought it worked well.

Ken Simm | August 12, 2008 - 13:18

Thank you Doeslittle. Glad you liked it.