“I know where you’re taking me” chit!
the tufted headboard sneers in ice-colored silence chit! chit!
beside a self-possessed brown woman
with neither a name nor eyebrows chit! chit! chit!
and six-figured earrings; sniffling mongrel
inside the leica chit! slurps wild gooseberries
and soaks his chalky bastard skin in champagne;
chit! chit! chit!
my hands bound behind in priceless
handcuffs chit! emblazoned with carved jade
cabochon rubies hammered 18k gold
my wrists worn to worm chit!