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torture has many forms...
twisting a mind into alleys it can't recognize
telling whispers that act on their own
tickling raw nerves that swing from chains

tight rope around balls that keep kneeling body still
together with sounds of her heels
torment body and mind
till her will lifts the veil of echoes

time opens
to offer relief only to find
torment from
tapping crops dancing from
tall distant smiles

-poetrician