BELT
around her wrists
around her feet
pain and pleasure
so very sweet
i hate you she says
i love you she says
it’s all a dare
to straighten hair
she bites me
i bite her back
as if we didn’t
really care
Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
around her wrists
around her feet
pain and pleasure
so very sweet
i hate you she says
i love you she says
it’s all a dare
to straighten hair
she bites me
i bite her back
as if we didn’t
really care