Weaver
Artwork by Carole Humphreys
You go down hard
I don't come easy
There is nothing left that you won't do to please me
I make you bleed
But you won’t leave me
Because the pain keeps you alive, you need it dark and sleazy
Bound to a chair
Inside a cell
The prison’s in your mind and don’t I know it well
Forever slave
Forever mine
You know I’ll love you, make you suffer to the end of time.
[Home] [News] [Subscribe] [Current Issue] [Forums] [Wicked stories] [Columns] [Wicked poems] [Poets] [About] [Art Gallery] [Reviews] [Interviews] [Story Store] [Wicked links] [Bookshop.] [Whispercon Oct 2005]