the simple white shuttered room
was where Death performed
her crowning victory
drawing you into her ineffable web
mounting you- she cracked her whip
then quietly held you with her gaze
and gave her final kiss, the key held tightly
never passing it to you through her lips
she was the one who stole the show
made you bow and kneel but held you,
unrestrained
no need for locks or balls and chain
a wholly unexpected twist in your infernal game
because invisibly she bound you
then took your wand and dragged you
into the eternal flame
and with her horny lust she finally
and completely swallowed you
