Gary Scott Gebert

Rookie (05/31/62 / Milwaukee, WI)

Teabag - Poem by Gary Scott Gebert

Into a steamy hot pool
drenched with an action from yourself
up, down, all around

As I come up I bleed
a darkening of a once clear, pure mass
loosing my power and self

You control the motion
You’re the master with the chain around the neck
and I submit to your motion

As the pool becomes stronger
I am weakened
until totally discarded by your thoughtless self

But somehow I bring you pleasure
as you consume my blood
until only residue remains

Somehow it seems just
with no one to answer back
dipped till there is no more want or need

am yours

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 26, 2005

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