Mistress Tiny

mistress tiny

young and fair

sweet surrender

to whoever's there

mistress tiny

young and sweet

don't you look good enough to eat?



mistress tiny

my incurable disease

i must have more

she aims to please

mistress tiny

and her addictive upkeep

that form so smooth

felt even as i sleep



mistress tiny

i must make you mine

i'll lock you away

if it keeps you by my side

mistress tiny

my one obsession

my deep penetrating

perfect intentions



mistress tiny

be the death of me

i'm so high i care not

all that matters is she

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 12/31/01, after I'd finished watching Stanley Kubrick's "Lolita" for the first time. What a disturbing picture, even more so to think that sort of thing really goes on in the world!

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jgupta's picture

Thus the wise said it's a cruel world. Your poem has a very mature approach to the disturbing truth. A good work.