There were legs
Everywhere
Tensing
Writhing
She crawled
All over
A spider mounted
The horse.
We were spitting
On everything
The church killed for
And everything
That science killed for.
The walls couldn't hold
The shrieking hawk
The coyote howl.
Without the clothing
Without the sanity
Without pretending
We were ugly animals.
It was life
It was wrong
It was nature
It was ******
It felt good.
To stop being
Human
For a few
Minutes.