You call yourself dominant
and me recessive
that not the reality
that’s not the way it is
You pull my strings
and I dance to your tunes
and you twirl me around
and drive me 
through my nose
You take reins 
of my wishes and demands
and desires
you throw acid and on me
and shut down
tries to douse the fire
You tighten the leash 
on me and cutting
too close to my skin
there are scars 
too deep in the soul
and memories
too dark
to seep in
You hold me down
and choke me gladly
and ask me with a grin
Isn’t this the life, you fancy?
Photo by Sydney Sims on Unsplash
This post is in response to the daily prompt


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