Monday
Aug062018

Bondage

Fatimah Asghar


 

My body: bulb
clicked on, heat in the blanket 
the floor of Ullu's
cluttered office

Aladdin on repeat.
Ullu away 
on some errand 
I'd fast forward to Jas

-mine handcuffed in red,
hair long & braided, like
mine, skin brown: mine,
her low purr in Jafar's slimy

palms, cradling a red red apple.
Later, Star Wars on rewind
& replay—my hunger 
Princess Leia clad

in a brass bikini
play-slave to some 
blubbery toad of a man.
These women tied 

down, licking heels
men not worthy. Power
to cage another 
woman: my mouth's

drool, my red red apple.
When everyone fell asleep
Their skin, mine
whimpering over & over

in my light's eye. My body
a fire in the blank 
-et, pulse so quiet no one heard
me flame.