Treasure Island

Nikhil Parekh

(27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

snake leather belt


I used it to lambaste bald patches of fair skin,
it obliged readily executing brute power with austere
amounts of sting.
I viciously strangulated slender necks twisting it,
it bit the skin tenaciously to cause abrupt death.
I suspended it in Luke warm waters of the monsoon
lake,
it in turn hoisted a jugglery of golden fish for me to
relish.
I stealthily caressed umpteenth pores of my tender
flesh with it,
it tantalizingly tickled me to erupt into whirlpools of
laughter.
I stuck it firmly to the bare wall; with a backdrop of
morbid jungle,
it strikingly resembled the slithering body of a
silver snake.
I utilized it as a versatile pulley to evacuate me
pails of water,
it did so with jocular smiles; also fetching me my
drowned purse alongwith
crystal water.
I embedded it to the ceiling fan forming a tight
noose,
got ready to fit in my stocky neck; and a few seconds
after to relinquish
breath.
I mercilessly burnt it in a heap to proliferate fire,
harmoniously heat substantially cold arenas of my
body.
I tugged it dexterously with my palms; pulling my
beloved towards me,
then enjoyed the effeminate warmth of her breath
cascading down my nape.
It worked like a slave; meticulously performing all
tasks to perfection,
although I must mention that my SNAKE LEATHER BELT
looked far more enchanting
while wound on my potbellied waist,
rather than when executing a plethora of mundane task. 

Submitted: Sunday, August 17, 2014

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