I awaken
I look up at the ceiling
and see myself bound
by my wrists and ankles
naked
stretched above myself.
in an arc
swaying from the ceiling
streamlined
there is no fear
just power in
being tied and taunt
alone
above
watching.
falling
I awaken
I look up at the ceiling
and see myself bound
by my wrists and ankles
naked
stretched above myself.
in an arc
swaying from the ceiling
streamlined
there is no fear
just power in
being tied and taunt
alone
above
watching.