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Issue # 5 September 2011
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Michelle Lerner


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Self-Control

I am not a quiet woman,
when someone pulls my hair
I scream.
My daisy-chained eyes
try to hold the thought inside
but my leather-wearing tongue lashes freely
like a bullwhip cracked.
With the slightest flick of the wrist,
my tongue holds sway
and I top my own submissive,
hold it down squirming
and embarrassed
until I'm done,
the last word fading like a smoke ring
the flush rising to my cheek.