Fluid

I am your toy to mangle,
your slave to suppress with chains,
the mud ensnared upon your sole,
your peeling flakes of skin.

I am your pawn to sacrifice,
your dog to starve at will,
the rain cast from your fingertips,
your exuded drops of sweat.

I am your experiment to ruin,
your voodoo doll to stab,
the saliva which you expectorate,
your faithful lover in your bed.