Queen of the Material World

She had a seam on the small of her back
We’d make love
From this world
Until the sun rose in the next
I never questioned

She was flexible
Voluptuous
An ass that herded men like sheep
You’d think she was famous
A real contribution to
American culture
By the press and cameras
Centered behind her

Her face symmetrical
Underwear unstained
Never felt the itch or urge
To rub her ass against
The floor like a dog

On the night of our leashing
I bit at her lingerie
rabid
Chewing on the seam
Tearing it in two

Behind those flesh curtains
On the small of her back
Was a series of double A batteries.

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