The Dumping Ground

Artist: van Rijn


They’ll meet death soon

and will learn of slow decay

because they’re not

non-perishable fruits.

Their ripe bodies

and pert breasts

will decompose

leaving nothing but bones.

I’ll remember their flesh

and eagerness to please me.

I’ll remember their feisty ways

as I taught them to surrender their wills.

In unconscious vulnerability they found peace.

The peace one finds in submission.

The enlightenment one gains through degradation.

Gagged and bound.

The dumping ground.

Full of pretty little vamps.


Words © Vanessa de Largie 2020

This poem was included in the coffee table art book In the Woods & on The Heath by German artist van Rijn.