Analysis of The Feminist

She hated lewd offers
but thought, as she fled rationality

*Taboo and Transgression reflect two contradictory urges*

there is a deficiency
a feeling as if
dormice gnawed on her tender heart
unthreading her very being

*The taboo would forbid
the transgression but the fascination compels it"*

in the old school
fearless foul mouthed men
with big shoulders and hero's chests
knew how to take a woman

*Please Master
Please master can I touch your cheek
please master can I kneel at your feet*

so she would lose herself
caring for nothing but
her spilling
clitoral  incandescence
into kingdom come

*mystery woman
with a cock in hand
plays the piccolo
in a hot swing band*

out of the question
was dissolute lust
its quivering equivocations
of undoing and redoing
in a torment of feeling,
as if blood thirsty
disavowing, yet starved for love
like a cry of the void

*her throat  
a spiral armed galaxy
her heart and cunt
hounded moons*