prey
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Begging with your strong fingertips
You grasped into my vacant soul
For dear life
Your eyes screamed for my body
A stare so heavily
It burnt the clothes off my body
Reckless, you left my heart
lest we orbit
Weyekin's bode
amidst the fire
of our obsessions,
recherche ciphers
within wet ashes,
charcoal forests'
Release me from my cage.
Lonely, I sit here filled with rage.
Do you enjoy seeing your prey aroused at the sight of you?
Of course, you do!
focused praying mantis still as a stickclueless prey three times its size—best friend of gardeners..
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Relief (Heartless)
September 11, 2018 ~ Tuesday
He’s a book with boxes
Analytical machine with no off switch
He’s got a checklist
And I'm on it
The Question
September 10, 2018 ~ Monday
I came to get help
Not to get hurt
And every time you make a move
It's not a trial to slay a doe
Among the forest floor and snow,
Enchanted by the final breath
Echoing from the chasm breath.
A soul escaping from a snout,
A final breath struggles out
The eyes that shine throughout the night
Their corners gleam with delight
The blood that boils, it's very soul
Reflect within it's eyes so bold
Desire to kill, to watch its prey
That rules its life every day
It has been said
That lions are the fiercest of beings
Strong jaws, sharpened teeth -
Ready to pounce.
Every day the lion waited
I saw him around corners
Prowling in the distance
Heed younge starling eager for flight, tender eyes no sight.
Your limbs so slight and feathers so few what can become of you?
Harshness awaits with hallowing winds chaffing against the night.
Walk into this luminous HazeHowl into this starlit nightGrowl in the clutches of Ebony
Eyes locked in concentration
Taking every scent and sound
Merging with the ground
Silent and deadly as the night
Moving with swiftness and grace
Anticipation of a wild chase
Heart beating the jungle rhythm
