by Jenna Grey
This poem compels and stirs with its verse stripped down almost entirely to the primal force of incantatory rhythm. The reptition of phrases does its thing, hooking you into the music--and power--of logos and eros, words and sex. There's no fancy rhetoric in the words, and no sweet romance in the sex, but you feel the strength of the passion...and the psychic allure of submission to a cockstrong man (and to the mind of a poet).