Monday 25 July 2011

Prie-Dieu

She knelt and waited though her
feet were numb beneath her aching bottom and her
thighs and shins felt welded in the
rictus of her knees,
she could feel each
unscratchable itch as her
long hair tickled the
rusted rod of her spine,
her skin was ice, her nipples
looked like they were clamped and she
needed to pee but
she knelt and waited.

1 comment:

  1. ... and waited.
    This reminded me so much of Anne Rice's "Beauty series"

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