A Thin Strap

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A thin strap of beating, whipping leather
binds us close with a steal choker for pain
or pleasure in the torment of our divine vows.
Hand-in-hand handcuffed to the marital hearse
the noose round us draws tight till we fight
for breath in the feted park air of sobriety.

A thin strap of swinging leather scars and bites
our naked flesh under our habits of a lifetime
spent rent over the leather-clad cushions bound
to convention, and sordid bedposts over night.
In the quasi calm of any middle day we thrash
out our future, walking it like a mad dog leashed
to a thin strap of leather.

Rochester
2016

Find me on twitter @Malek_Montag15

 

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About malekmontag

I am a writer and a wage-slave, and proud father of George Giraffe. I live in the UK, but I exist everywhere. My first stories were published this year (2016) in Short Stories and Tall Tales (Atla Publishing). Follow me on Twitter @Malek_Montag15. My Work is also available on Niume.com.
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