SLAVE GIRL RHAPSODY..SADOMASOCHISM

she said  
being a feminist  
i have forsaken the temples of normalcy  
for dark gratifications and base seduction  
and discovered that those who know the pleasures  
of objectification  
and frenzied erotic lucidity with strangers  
are wiser then the children of  sweetness and light  
as marriage betrays the need to satisfy  
secret dark labyrinths desire  
and in its place  
repeats ad nauseum  
blunt fortitudes  
in dim sunless rooms  
for fear of the transgressive  
   
satans sex nail  
   
is conventions essential creed  
exhaustions hand maid  
rendered imagine-less  
bereft of the new  
until a mere stand in  
for true desire is left  
like a starved ghost  
on a dead moon  
a desiccated morsel  
left for a hungry mouse  
   
is romantic marriage a poetic conception  
by love starved victorian imbeciles  
vanquished in increments  
by petty spats of blood and thunder  
who know not the joys of the whips blood toothed kisses  
purgation's brutal sensuality  
and a creel  
of ramming butter cock gang bangs  
in secret fetish gardens  
of cries and coos  
that leave the ass wilted  
and the soul lite  
like a butterfly in heaven  
   
slave girl asks  
as hips sway  
to sacred dionysian storms  
in the smoldering pangs  
of the heart  
as backs writhe and arch  
flex and sweat rhapsodic  
and viscera panic with desire  
are not such delicious degradations  
pleasures ravage despicable  
cause for an ecstatic celebration  
kindling  
fiery vapors incense  
en-flamed dragons blood  
for drooling kisses  
that talk in tongues  
in a language that everybody understands  
infinity preferred  
over  the rolling eyes of disapproval  
in the tepid marriage bed