Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Riding On and Being Ridden

Riding on and being ridden are,
like yin and yang, inevitable

mirroring conditions of each other:
each is mother to the other,

and each other’s mother’s mother’s
mother. (Infinity is made of teases

just like these.) For me, I quite like
riding equidistantly above your

knees. I trust, for you, I manage
somehow equally to please.


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