Submissive Form

Written by: Dexter Childe

His master's voice
He heeds to it
Kneels to it
Submissive form
Head bowed and tail tucked away

Cubicle lackey
Tied down to his desk
Neck burning hot against
The pull of the leash

When will you go out touring,
Submissive form?
When will you cease drooling,
Submissive form?

His master's voice
He grovels
A beggar's toy
Submissive form
Head down, teeth bearing

Cubicle dweller
Weighed down by his bone
lips curled and gums bleeding
Chained and left alone

When will the bell stop tolling,
Submissive form?
When will you cease drooling,
Submissive form?