my muse is a dominatrix
it's true
a sugar-thorned flower BLACK
with pistil-whipping eyes that undress me
regress me
till all i can do is suckle the leather bound teats that
inspire and nourish
and with a flourish of whip-sharp wit she bites me
rewrites me
excites me with pain
my plain jane keeper of chains
the train of her gown is my funeral shroud
'cause breath without her eloquence
her straight-edged razor elegance
is flatlined-discorpeal consonants and in that sense
i'm already dead.
~so it's a good thing she's a necrophiliac
she's my /sadistic/ savior
my "christ-with-a-c**t"
with candy-striper canings that are raining down redemptional
blows
and i owe her everything
my life
my art
this submissive heart
this unfulfilled part
MAY I NEVER BE COMPLETE!
but grant me taste of the virgin's monthly blood
MAY I NEVER BE CONTENT!
but promise me placement at persephone's feet
MAY I NEVER KNOW LOVE!
but bed me in sunsets finger painted by GOD
MAY I NEVER ACHIEVE MY DREAMS!
but let me your poet
at least let me be that...
surrendered in your sugar-thorned arms of pain
and acceptance
I was afraid by the title that I was going to be serenaded by that same pornographic s**t from that woman who wrote "You f*****g tease." I'm happy to instead find a very literate and thoughtful piece about creativity and our inability to control it. I feel the same way. Right now I am hot to trot, but I always fear the day when the drought hits. This is beautiful friend, truly and I don't use that word lightly (at least I don't think I do). Anyway The pleas in caps are so poignant. This was very moving.
Ow this is wonderful, so fun to read, it flows so great! I just loved it.. I also really loved the lines
MAY I NEVER KNOW LOVE!
but bed me in sunsets finger painted by GOD
Awesome!!
Everything about this piece gives me wonderful shivers! It's extremely well written, and spoken aloud it makes my knees weak. Love the rhyme, love the rhythm of it!
My favorite lines:
MAY I NEVER KNOW LOVE!
but bed me in sunsets finger painted by GOD
Wow, this is one of your poems I haven't read yet. Very direct, metaphors raw and strange... I don't know really what to say except I see this as more abstract poetry.
Woah, such rawness and strenght. The metaphors are amazing, such as the funeral train of her gown. This muse is really scary lol I love the dark depiction of the flower as the muse. Everything is just so raw and so dark. I wouldn't know what to change. It's just really great.
Wow, Brian, this is just fantastic! I love the rhythm and rhyme, but, seriously, that's just the crust. Your words are pure power, shooting off the page with a hunger for life. Superb!
My name is Amy and I am a 35 year old creative poet, writer, pianist, and lover of life and nature. I tend to write about my passions both good and bad. I love to challenge myself and improve my style.. more..