you’re an animal
you’re an animal, it’s not your fault
things make you mad
your mood shifts
and then
you begin to hate
the people at the baseball game smiling – piss you off
the couples walking and laughing – make you sick
your brow is low
and your muscles are tight
eyes dash scanning for starved,
fevered sights
to hate upon
you don’t want to join them
you don’t want to feel better
you don’t want to dance
you don’t want anything other then to exist in this world by
your God damned schematics
you’re an animal, it’s not your fault
so
lick your canines
and growl at me
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From the book: Biting Lightening, Bloody Mary available here.
