submission

first thing i've written in a while, rooted in a conflict and a new life.

i was flogged once
my head underwater
and i remember the color
of diffusion science labs
you, a hand in my hair
as if to lord it over me
your mediocre beauty...world...
your people fanning hate
like limping fireplace flames
in winter
me, underwater
my submission illusory
i remember when nina hugo
first told me
about topping from below
how blue sparks ignited something
and your fair fingers
lost their hold on me
for my submission
prances for your vanity
dances for my insanity
and i float, bound and gagged, and grinning
to the top
and all you can do
is step away
(and i say i don't play games)