Knot

Dexterity, the fluid ease of two-a-penny vamps, Their fingers locked as vices, seize the stomach cramps, Abruptly tug and lobster squeeze the strands of flesh inside, Felled down upon the scabrous knees with tongue and muscle tied. Knot that slips around the throat and snaps the neck in two, Constraint to keep the pain afloat and turn the tissues blue, A mass of tension gets the goat, assuring all the while, A polished wooden overcoat to end the days in style. Tangled by the cords of life reefed ‘round the heart and mind, Suspicions, panic, husband, wife, the toe tag ties that bind, Confusion, stress, to drive the knife until one cannot cope, Hang the days with strain and strife, give ‘em enough rope.