YOU

April 4, 2021

Strap you tight onto a cross while your pulse quickens.

I grab a wicked-shaped blade and begin to expertly manipulate the algorithm of your consciousness.

The blindfold makes the air and the energy palpable.

The music tells you when to breathe but my left hand around your throat becomes that governor.

You must be cold...I’ve never seen nipples that hard.

Here let me put my alligator teeth clamps on those just to see.

I can literally hear you getting wet.

Your mind is blank and you’re in your body now.

We’ve only just begun.