Dana S Poet I do not know?

Where Are You Going?

You shimmer,
Transform inside out,
Strobe into a thousand frames--
Your voice like honey,
Like acid flowing through my brain;
Though Venus brightly glitters
Like a lovely icy sliver
In your eye--
Still I crave to be abused
In the precious name of servitude.

You quiver,
Bend in and out of shape,
Burst into a thousand flames--
Your smile like sunlight,
Like hemlock seeping through my veins;
Though Venus brightly glitters
Like a lovely icy sliver
In your eye--
Still I crave to be abused
In the precious name of servitude.

The sharp echo of your high heels,
The numbing perfume in the air,
The pointless self-recriminations
That one tries so hard not to spare--
Nothing else is left;
Bit by bit,
I crumble
With every nasty step of your departing feet--
How good it feels to loath myself and weep!

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Sara Kendrick November 27, 2009 at 12:22 PM Sad state of affairs someone potrayed here must find themselves locked into. Keep the magical pen flowing. Sara