BONDAGE

I’m not afraid of the dark;
Only the things that move
under its cover,

Or spiders or sharks;
Only the ones that consume
their own lovers.

Or alien nations;
Only the fellows who exist
to remove them,

Or rubber striations;
Only the people of who try
to disprove them.

Or pious clubhouses;
Only the waiters who carry
the rations,

Or sexual espousing;
Only the thought of
castration.