Let's not pretend
you're being chaste and pure
and giving it up
for Lent or family or honor.
Yours is not a lust-free diet
and the writing is on the walls.
Justified, prepped, scripted,
prearranged, constricted,
If the 'right' smooth young thing
with perfect teeth and hair and manners,
and especially good breeding,
came stomping through
with puppy dog eyes,
needing a strong buddy
to lead him on the 'righteous' path...
you would be on that shit
in a New York minute.
Because you want someone
you can control and manipulate
from Jump Street,
and some little amoeba with yearning for
your 'instructive hand,'
doting and worshipful, adherent,
would be a major hard-on.
Idolatry suits you.
(Conversely, some Daddy-type
who shames and puts you in place
would probably also
set it off for you.
He'd seize control,
let you be the submissive for once,
take the reigns and
let you off the hook
for your secret desires.)
But intimacy is not the key,
to how you want to be set free...
just a random excursion--
a minute or two--
to relinquish your burden
and see you through,
and afterwords you can claim
it wasn't rally 'you;'
A fluke, a lark, a confusion
followed through.
There's a distinct discord between
how you treat those you want close
and those who are already there.
It's the loyal dog that gets kicked,
and the abusive master
whose ass gets licked.
You're not noble...
you just want whatever happens
when you finally do fuck
to be secretive and lurid
so you get more bang for your buck.
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