Perception

Mindlessness. The ultimate goal. Someone

Who can find my off switch and my on switch.

Who can pull me out of my mind and into 

my body. Make me exist there. Immediacy.

Pain and pleasure. Anticipation and then

touch. Make me a creature who doesn't think,

doesn't worry, doesn't brace for what's to come.

Move where I am moved. Bend when I am

made to. Take what I am given. A crop, a paddle.

A hand around my throat. A gag made of silicon 

or cock. Or the thickness of a bedspread. 

Crawling without self consciousness, writhing

without embarrassment. Whining. Whimpering. 

Gasping and crying out. Seeking more and

seeking mercy. Slipping into subspace 

where I am not me, but also all me. 

A trace and an escape. A breath of air 

against the choki

ng grip of life.