REBECCA LU KIERNAN
	This This is indigo paisley taffeta  Against chessboard pattern corduroy, Pink and gold confetti Raining down an abandoned street, A curtain of glow-in-the-dark lavender beads Opening to a crystal cathedral. This is what it is like To come with You, Impossible, ridiculous, Enemy Divine. Oh, the tricks and tools I used with others, Red see-through baby doll nightie, Black fishnet thigh highs, Cuffs and nipple clamps. Now the only things that vibrate Are your wet fingers trembling on my ribs, The howl of your name in my throat.
	© 2003 Rebecca Lu Kiernan
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