Alien Seduction

you entrenched me in

subliminal erotic fantasies

with alien like obscurity

then through the post

you sent me

a box of scented

pink hankies

from a distance

you were training me

to become

a lonely self abuser

I always knew

you got off on the word

Isolation

so now I’ll get down

on my bloody and scarred knees

I’ll say please

and squeeze

if you whisper me some dirty words

and make it hard for me

Then I’ll pull back my foreskin

If you let me see your rare intimacy

I’m encouraged to

be indulgent

to arouse my bulge

and with delicate slight of hand

to deliver

a spoonful of my sperm

in homage of your invisible sex

although

you never came near

and you hid

your words from me

I always knew what

actions you desired from afar

the show is now finished

and I’m eloquently spent

in body, mind and spirit

for you have crucified me

from a pleasing and safe distance.

©2007.7.9 Lenny Gazbowski