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Slick and wet
in tight black rubber,
under mock stone arches, Gothic half light.
Bared breasts, chain hung, sweating,
boots too high to bend in.
Dancing. Holding a leash.
Men, women, hot and close
clad in leather, rubber, steel
black, blood red, bight spikes and chains.
Parodies of nurse, nun, school girl,
fantasy gaolers, executioners, inquisitors.
On the walls snake coils of leather.
No kind of sex takes the guilt away
but if guilt is without sin, sin is without guilt.
There is no sin, only guilt. |
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