- Erotic Poetry
- Tasting Disgrace
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Click heresent off in disgrace
her measure of goodness
ripped away in a word,
it was then she understood
why snakes keep
so close to the ground.
too frightened of what
she'd see in dreams,
she forced her eyes open,
watched street light slither
around bedroom drapery,
creating shadow monsters.
shivering under her quilt,
she saw the uncaged tiger
who waited, ready
to own her screams,
to hurt her because he
was king of her pain.
he put stripes on her bottom,
licked the falling tears that
he swore were now his own.
and when she awoke,
she still tasted disgrace
in the back of her throat,
but by then it had moved
so far inside her body
that she’d lost the wish
to ever stand tall again.
- COMMENTS
Bill Dadaover 17 years agoI agree with MNS, and will add that it is as powerful as it is unusual.
BD
KOLKOREover 17 years agoAll those who put us to shame. Miserable and pitiful they all are in their own existence. They snipe at us with myriad of tools, varied in shapes and colors. The secret of their power: they know we will take in their poisonous creations, harbor them inside, despite ourselves. No it’s never our fault. But over time we hope to depose of our tormenters. Tell them, your time is up, and the more you talk the smaller and vaguer you become.
A student of the same class.
Anonymousover 17 years agoGreating enjoyed this poem, which can be read in so many ways... as a straight D/s intense aftermath, possibly with an ageplay component. Or as a retelling of childhood abuse...It's power increases with the many ways the reader can interpret it.
