Shawn

It doesn't really have a title, but this is quite innocent. A completely undetectable use of extended metaphor. Enjoy.

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I put the belt on the pants
and put the pants on me;
they tighten as I swing and dance
and further me propel.
But slinking in and faintly noticed:
socks, where breeches meet.
For not the calve, the thigh, the hips
matter but my feet.

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"Let me be mad! Chain me, ye furies, to your iron beds! And lash my guilty corpse, with whips of scorpion!"

- HWV 60

PrisonerOfPrey

I enjoyed reading this. I like how the message ties in to neatly with the dancing image. Good work. I think this could benefit from a few changes.

First " and further me propel." The enjambment is odd on this one and I don't think it fits the poem well. Perhaps "me" isn't the best word choice.

" For not the calve, the thigh, the hips" I think there should be an "ending" word here. Such as "for not the calve, the thigh, nor the hips" That would make it flow more smoothly and elegantly to your last line.

And the first line might be better if you said, "belt on my pants" Two "the's" in a 7 line phrase doesn't flow well.

Good job. Keep writing!

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Now I lay me down to sleep/
With every passing thought I weep/
Lead me into nights dark bliss/
And let me wake in innocence. -Me