I may be only a 50p biro but when your fingers
close about my clear plastic shaft –
thumb and fore fingers pressing down – I feel
the tremors vibrating through my dark juices
to my silver tip from where they flow
into any shapes you want. I may be cheap but I’m as classy as you could ever crave.
– I am wanton – and I know no rule –
so make me do what ever you desire –
my sighs are silent
I am your slave, don’t be afraid.
I will reveal your darkest, sweetest,
most hidden secrets
surprise you with what you didn’t know you knew.
Be afraid and pass right through that thin skin
To Zanadu, to Paradise and Hell – Yours,
to reveal the longing of now,
for ever and ever.