In tedium bindings,
And air so confining,
I'm glad for the collar you gave.

A sheetrock, a permit,
A dark-haloed hermit.
I thought I played well as a slave.

but,

My history lesson,
For Mistress, the crescent,
As Moon, you wrenched me to life.

now,

My submission as passing,
Left a Dominant standing,
Shall we play catch with this two sided knife?