the lamb

Little Lamb, who used thee?
Dost thou know who used thee?
Were you sold like wholesale sheep?
In his bedroom, did you sleep?

Were you or your parents fleeced?
Was your innocence policed?
In neverland's vast petting zoo—
did he who wore the glove touch you?

Promised fantasy & fame
herded fast by threats & blame
he that loves you meek & tame
once was callèd by thy name.

Little Lamb, who used thee?
Dost thou know he used thee?

the tyger

tyger, tyger, homophage
on the bright Las Vegas stage
what distracted trainer's throat
did you allegedly tear out?

what the spotlight, what the heat
what circumstance lay at your feet?
what devil's bargain, what blood pact
adlibbed its way into the act?

what sequinned son of Liberace
what scion suitor of Versace
did he of the tightfitting clothes
offend the sceptum of thy nose?

what stripe of pure siberian white
what epiphany in your bite
what vascular trajectory
did he who trained the sea train thee?

tyger, tyger, homophage
on the bright Las Vegas stage
what distracted trainer's throat
did you allegedly tear out?

© Willie Flake