The Feeling Poem by Joseph Anthony Montefusco

Once again it flows through my veins
The feeling of want has no more need
to drive me insane

I now have the need to feed -
To quench my thirst
and to make someone bleed

Ropes, chains and and surgical steel
Just tools of the trade
Mandatory for what I feel

I need to hear the beg
Of a slave crying for more
Perched beside my leg

Pleading for pain
Her pet pulsing in anticipation
Once again it will be the same.