you tie me to the bed, then
you complain that i am raping you
with my eyes
which you have bandaged unerotically

then you shout shout shout at me
for not taking the initiative
for not fancying you, not forcing you
you shout until you come, come, come,      still shouting

you point one finger at me
you point one finger at the throne of power
one finger, two fingers sliding sticky in the crown
still ranting as the spasms squeeze, spasms squeeze

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