Animal - Poem by Wicked Mike
What foul animal
would crawl to your heart
and there abide,
bloating your mind with ideas
so that vomitous fear
gives birth to unhealthy desire
and you accept the animal
as your own?
Would you let your restraint go
to where the leaves blow?
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