...Human Nature Poem by NikMorgan ...

...Human Nature



Fridays child is slave to revelry
The lure of the drum is impossible to deny
Music stirs the savage beast
Uninhibited I dance macabre
Circling the neon savannah
Like a fox stalking the night

Creatures of habit flock together
Wanton excess is key to free the soul inside
I howl at the moon with a primal echo
Dreaming of completion through glazed eyes

The elixirs of life take a toll
High spirits leave me so low
The drum beats loud and frantic
I’m hanging over the edge of the night before

Monday, November 2, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: howl
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