the Upside Down

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Open eyes to an artificial blue,
though the water stings, the view is clear.
Clear down to the bottom
where the key winks and is not easily retrieved.

With half a breath, I fumble with the fetters.
Only one is unlocked but it is enough to be free.
Water filled ears pop to
her and him speaking in a vacuum,
surface breaks to their delight.

I slip from the pool with chains a-jangle,
jingling, leaving footprints behind on
the smooth tile to sizzle in the sun.

Chlorine is overridden by the drunk
and I drink. Suck her lemon laced kiss
while his is tequila with salt on the rim
of his ear where I exhale, "your turn".
And I don't mean the handcuff trick.


- a nod to Houdini from the 5 Senses Poem Challenge.

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4 Comments
demure101demure101over 10 years ago
Great!

The first stanza is marvellous - I copied it down.

champagne1982champagne1982over 10 years ago

You really made my 5 senses respond to this poem as well as making it a believable vignette I can see myself a part of. You always have been part of my boy on boy fantasies. Thanks!

UnderYourSpellUnderYourSpellover 10 years ago
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What an imagination you have got .... fabulous

AngelineAngelineover 10 years ago
Whew

Yes I would call this very erotic and the great thing is that you did it all with image and sense references. I might move a few line breaks (the ones that end on words like "to" and "on"), but that may just be my preference getting in the way of your poem. Yes you are twisted but you write a hell of a poem. :-)