To Swinburne Poem by Johnny Noir

I dreamt I raped Barbie,
She was stiff as wood and it hurt,
Stiff as plastic actually,
Hard plastic not soft and sensual
Like bubble rap—
I wish they'd make a plush Barbie,
But she was huge, bigger than me,
With blonde hair of course
And a face like a placid lake,
Maybe it was Lake Placid
Outside the window of the cottage
Where I held her bound,
Legs spread wide apart
As only Barbie's legs can spread,
Arms tied at the wrists over her head
As if she had a pulse and went pale
As the circulation slowed
And there was no hero to rescue her,
No GI Joe to save her—
After I was done I sat down
By the fireplace with a cigar
And a good brandy
While she didn't move
Still tied to the bed,
Ankles at each brass bedpost,
Arms over her head
Attached to the brass rail
And read my Bible