D.H.L. Poem by chris dawson

this was now so real
with a different realism
a real reality
but at the same time surreal
he was so unabashed
unrestrained
how was it that a man who appeared so soulful
so spiritual
was now an apparition of the inhuman
so bestial they now both
so degraded
their combined power drove off shame
and she exulted in that control
that passing wince no more than that
how good it was to be shameful
how great to now share it
how wonderful to indulge
how amazing to be free of worldly binds
and replace them with the shackles of desire.