The Woman Husband

i want very much the job of sissy

the clean up girl, the wiper of dirt

the factotum, go-fer, magnet for abuse


i want to buy Your tampons, light cigars, catch ashes

listen to complaints belted at my ear

hold the tampons warm at my painted fingernails


when they're freshly wet with You

when You crab, and when You yell

i want this wifeliness, oh please


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Staying In

She had me stay home

tell my boss i was sick

embarrassingly cry 

say "i'm sorry, i'm sorry"

like a caught boy


i am a caught boy

domineered by Her brassiere

and stern Big Sister

Motherly taunts and demands

She's worth so much


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The Woman Dana Specht

my correction for wanting Her

is to be scolded and smacked


my weak hardness goes limp

as She has me count out


sometimes i cannot walk

well enough for a day


and half sleep on my gut

rehearing Her words, Her scorn


i am full of Herself, in my need

for the strength of Her stroke


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Prissy's Wisdom

It's so reflexive, coming like a girl

being treated like a girl by Her

being Matronized

allowed to use the girl's loo after the Women go

smells that bring you back

back hard to where you need Her again

and She and Her friends just smile

and cause you to need to wipe yourself



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Tribute

i bought my Aunt a gift

She models here


She knows me more than i

i drink Her in


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Limb

She told me not to wash after

She told me i had to feel my mess

She told me i had to buy Her things

She told me that was my worth to Her

.

The Wet Hospital

cashing-in a certificate of deposit

for an enema bag

and plasticized whores 

feeding me my piss and their phlegm

my insides holding, holding

then blowing-out brown

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Always 'The Boy'

there is no resistance to muster

nature leads toward The Woman

being led by Her, looking up to Her

wanting very much to be like Her

The Neighbor Lady

i had her laundry

the laundry rubbing

She has not told my Mother

this time either

it means i have to bend

bend over, tightened buttocks

get Her husband's slipper in a whack

Her laughs, its dirty sole

Finding The Role

a male life makes sense

being wed

when his Wife becomes 

his Mother

and he, her girl

The Softening

the Strong Woman

seeks to tame

seeks to make males

in Her Own image

but lesser, subservient

dutiful and weak

wide-open pansy

Nancy girl

P. T.

standing on tiptoe for an hour

sergeanted by Her, Her watchfulness

now to hang over her skirt

get smacked, burned buns

a joyous, hot, remembered walloping


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Alpha And Omega

All power comes from Her

All sustenance derives from Her

All worship belongs to Her

The One, True, Proper Order

this is not sex talk

this removes sex from discussion

to make room for Hierarchy

make it an insecure male place

his moves called out and ascertained by Her

Smear

the repetitive mix of Her perfume

and my release

Her fingering and wiping

my just lying there

unable

Closet Hunger

i begged to make it up

i pleaded to the Women

i tried to explain

They were so strong

so much stronger than me

Female Led

Marriage: where a male can be what he is

She, the Power

The Obedience Cure

She gains from any therapy

given to me

i become

more and more in need

Hand Puppet

i need loosening

She declares, and takes control of my insides

and She shows that deepness

i am so dependent on Her now

Sharp Correction

it led you here

it disappears

almost at once

with the shock of Her