At first you wait,

and once time passes.

Waiting becomes punishment,

and their law is called in.

To see and judge.

Society imposing substance abuse.

Open up perpetrators guilt.

Prepare for hands bound,

for body pressured into restraint.

Held societal strictures,

that bring the letters of their law.

 As Enzino, strokes his truth that shoulders.         Visions of Collisions

As a holder and shields his heat.

As his master’s eyes secure

the sights of things

visions bring.

Visions of collisions that

destroy pure joy.

Leaving a void to avoid.

By censoring fear and centering body.

To absorb orgasms armed its way.

Must leave but beware I’ll return.

With weight and truth.

Again the risks.

The awesome struggle

with provoking restraint.

With inciting punishment

from the law.

With going through their system.

Enforced by his minions.

Why incite the hypocrite?