Thrash me, I take it. Slap me across the face, I turn for more. Command me, I bow down. Knock me to my knees, whip me into submission. Tie me down, I am cowed but come back for more. Break me. My spirit bows to you.
Thrashed by “what the fuck’s the matter with you?” I bow my head. Your terse retorts sting like so many slaps across the face, your silences like commands to bow down. Your cocked eyebrow knocks me to my knees, your cold glare whips me into submission. Rebuffed, my hands are tied, I wait patiently for your next command. Broken, you hold me tight.
You have never laid a hand on me. I am addicted to pain. It is the only way I have ever known love. I, am an emotional masochist.
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Gorgeous and haunting. Absolutely.
I'm with Shanna--lovely and disturbing all at once. I love the way the intensity of the acts themselves lifts from the physical to the psychological and yet the impact is all the stronger.
Thank you Shanna and Donna.
This was a tag on to Alison's Aural Sex, Fetish Friday, just meant to illustrate how potent silence or a look can be as well.
Thank you both, again.
xx
Sorry I'm late, but I just want to add my "hear, hear." This was just outstanding.
So powerful in its silence.
Late to the party but I agree - Silence is powerful.
Beautifully done, Isabel.
Thank you Craig. Yeah, there is power in silence and holding back isn't there. There is a case for this in poetry too, what is not said, can convey as much as what is. Reading between lines, seeing the negative (the photographic reference) image, etc, that's always fascinated me too.
Thank you Scarlett. Very glad you could make it!
I absolutely agree on the concept of negative space, and what is not said in poetry and in prose too.
In visual arts, this is used to effect where you fill in all around the main object in the painting, but leave the object open.
I love traditional Chinese and Japanese poetry for their leveraging of these ideas.
Thanks Craig.
Even in travel writing I'm faced with needing to say something about somewhere I don't like, for instance, and being of the school of if you can't say something nice don't say anything at all, or just find something nice about it, I find myself using neutral words, or saying less about a place or restaurant, in other words if I don't effuse, I didn't like it. It's a tricky business. In poetry I tend to imply, but hopefully don't wind up being too enigmatic or obscure.
Thanks again Craig. ciao
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