Sleeve pulls your obedience,

Lets on you’re child’s play to handle

Thumb-fingered in your void.

She’ll slip you out

Of the shit pile.

La-di-dahing to mollify,

‘Attaboy’ and fluff you –

The pinched and the icky

Cheating the guise of trust.

                 

Released – here’s a couple-cruncher

To squeeze into your under-lash Devaloka*

-         Hi!  My name’s Chris.