I bought you handcuffs
and now it's him you're fastening to your bedposts every night
him with whom you play that game
of corrupt cop arresting prostitute
I bought you lingerie
black leather and red lace
and now it's him who gets the pleasure
of seeing you in it and out of it
of closing his teeth over the straps and pulling them down,
pulling the clothes off of you
and putting you on himself
or himself on
or in you