Containment

So many surveillance cameras
your eyes on my body
so many ties to undo
my body over your body
so many cutlery on the table
and blood and cups and jugs.

So many watching eyes
your ties all over my body
your body under my body
my cutlery and your food
and blood and chambers.

So many ties to immobilize
your body and my body and both
my blood in full rush
and chambers and bodies and sweat.

There are as many bodies as there are
and the blood on the cutlery
and surveillance cameras.

So many tongues and mouths
ties that allow themselves to be undone.

So many bodies, yours and mine.