Feel the taste of the shibari's constrictions and exposures, of the body and mind.
Stress-testing are we, Mistress?
How many of your tropes in rope
Can be endured before the poet chokes?
Ply me hemp silk jute and tie me
Ichinawa, takate kote,
Futomomo, hishi karada,
Tasuki, kannuki,
Hashira, daruma shibari.
All of it. Semenawa for the burn.
Count the stars that spy on sly
Lovers when the night is ball-gagged-
That's how many of your tight knots and rope marks
Will deliver me beyond madness -
More than a voyeur's torch could spot
Or a jealous sensei take to pieces.
Cattalus: Shibari Carmina
Isobel Williams
Memories
