Virtual S/M

At Martha's Vineyard love lives in trees. Come let us go

We are making sense of shocking realities of middle-age sex

With strange behavior we seduce literary bimbos in S/M cafes

Virtual sadism where ghost like funk captures our imagination

This is Ibiza by the sea navigating news feeds and timelines posts

Where imago suicidal Dorothy Parkers cut blow as poetic verses

Oringina sun-night scintillating luminescence lifts my conscience

Amorous sensuously disciplined. God is country I claim citizenship

Inside blue rooms I house tattooed tantric fantasy girls meditating

I was projectionist of these NC-17 brain wave art documentaries

Colors of Vermeer paintings brought to life becoming faux nudism

Narcissistic up and over I sensed cataclysmic voyeuristic terrorism

Her caterpillar cat eyes under black hair ferociously piercing screen

Catch and catapult I made muse-sense of her Warholian profile pic

Fleshed out her Freudian body within mental pornographic celluloid

Hunger for carnal knowledge envisioning us approximating intimacy

Like Grade B movie actress modeling for a photograph by Weegee

Come alive during sex scene of a Margaret Thatcher era British film

She posed an American Anais Nin looking into me province of He

Aromatic essence beauty captured by the face lamenting desire

Red hues encompass each frame brilliantly and painterly evocative

"Who would be magistrate of our mutual harassment kinky torture"?

Potentially psycho in its inception we met death one shot at a time