subtle ties bind me hold
shifting eyes gazes cold
wonders about beaten blind
shifting winds with haunting sighs
as does gallant whipping bare the supporting thighs
as does a stranger put on a deceitful guise
and yet ye showed fork'ed tongue of innocent lies?
do i know ye brother nay need sire sir?
could one not think themselves any higher cur?
nay nor be a man of simple treasures
of skin of tease or sinful pleasures
ghostly and demeaning as apparitions seize
scuffle and rot with fainted knees
a sign of relief is all ye sought
and turning cheek is what ye brought?
a pin to your chair backs pained of labor
as does a mother lay sicken with fever as wonder
pace oneself of hate and hearken
a man known to fate is driven to darken
yet passionate plays tune ones own soul
and to please diminishing conquer is one young ones goal
even is as a darkened lump’ed coal to pressure one day to fines’ly glow.