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The Masochist's Moans

Aug 31, 2024
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By Krittika Bhattacharya


Dabbed in the paint,

Grazes the finger

Over the canvas,

 Laying blank

And stabbed-

To paint 

The sadist

Who came today

In the artist’s nightmare;


Whipping and bruising

The begetter to death-

Grins the sadist:

Listening,

To moans of

Masochist;


The flowing black,

Beneath that

Hides the face

Of the flagellant,

But brushes off-side

To reveal that,


The face is of the artist.


By Krittika Bhattacharya

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