The Perverted Act

The Perverted Act

Overpowered with lifeless thing
That presides and takes control
To make the subject passive
In perceived self-mocking role

Obsession with performance
Shrouded in dearest thing
Presenting more than mere fa?ade
In ideas that cling and cling.

In grotesque expression
Exhibited journey from the self
Unknown the source from whence it came
Long forgotten, left on distant shelf

The action pointing outward
The essence to display
For a singular spectator
A witness whose part you gladly play

The nature is to be not you
Nor entirely you to be the other thing
In mind the balance must be struck
Between that outside and that within

To be loved and hated all in one
Pleasure contained within the pain
The forbidden hidden so not to disturb
The erection of an ideal realm

Is it weakness of the mind
This journey from the soul?
The deep desire, this desperate wish
Imposing its heavy toll.