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| words: | catalyst, obdurate, Schadenfreude, misanthropy, benediction, submission, joy |
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| chosen by: | Lydia Morgan |
| audio: | mp3 -- 334Kb / 0:57@48Kbps / 44.1KHz mono |
Inversion of her life,
Aversion to control,
Above the man she stands, commands,
Descends into his soul;
Reversal of his stance,
Rehearsal swings around,
Behind his eyes his mind, confined,
Is freed in being bound
Reaching into secret places
In her obdurate embraces,
Schadenfreude sees him suffer,
Tastes the joy, and binds her lover
But she tires of chaste perfection,
Aches to taste his insurrection
Catalyst for the change
Epithet for the doomed
The danger agent changes both
But is not itself consumed
Liquid, slick, and smooth
A trick when it gets rough
Remain in pain, insane, constrained
To disobey just enough
Benediction, blessed action
In the body's sharp contraction
Dim perception starts expanding
Borders bring new understanding
Feel the purpose bloom and flower
In submission there is power
Dynamic range exceeded by
The interval from black to white
The iron fist, the velvet glove
The strange misanthropy of love
Your order bids me as your slave
To do the things that I most crave ....
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