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Motherland Fatherland Homelandsexuals by Patricia Lockwood
4.0
The Hypno-Domme Speaks, and Speaks and Speaks
I was born as a woman, I talk you to death, or else your ear off,
or else you to sleep. What do I have, all the time
in the world, and a voice that swings brass back
and forth, you can hear it, and a focal point where
my face should be. What do I have, I have absolute
power, and what I want is your money, your drool,
and your mind, and the sense of myself as a snake,
and a garter in the grass. Every bone in the snake
is the hipbone, every part of the snake is the hips.
The first sound I make is silence, then sssssshhh,
the first word I say is listen. Sheepshearers
and accountants hypnotize the hardest,
and lookout sailors who watch the sea, and the
boys who cut and cut and cut and cut and cut the grass.
The writers who write page-turners, and the writers
who repeat themselves. The diamond-cutter kneels
down before me and asks me to hypnotize him, and
I glisten at him and glisten hard, and listen to me and listen,
I tell him. Count your age backward, I tell him. Become aware
of your breathing, and aware of mine which will go on longer.
I was born as a woman, I talk you to death, or else your ear off,
or else you to sleep. What do I have, all the time
in the world, and a voice that swings brass back
and forth, you can hear it, and a focal point where
my face should be. What do I have, I have absolute
power, and what I want is your money, your drool,
and your mind, and the sense of myself as a snake,
and a garter in the grass. Every bone in the snake
is the hipbone, every part of the snake is the hips.
The first sound I make is silence, then sssssshhh,
the first word I say is listen. Sheepshearers
and accountants hypnotize the hardest,
and lookout sailors who watch the sea, and the
boys who cut and cut and cut and cut and cut the grass.
The writers who write page-turners, and the writers
who repeat themselves. The diamond-cutter kneels
down before me and asks me to hypnotize him, and
I glisten at him and glisten hard, and listen to me and listen,
I tell him. Count your age backward, I tell him. Become aware
of your breathing, and aware of mine which will go on longer.