#animalistic
it's a vibration in the air
that leaves tingles in the back of my throat
as my hairs stand on end
it's the electric currents in my veins
the magnetic pull of all that i touch
which draws me in
and yet
it's like a shiver down my spine
a hot mist through my nostrils
with a scent and stench
as drool and blood dribbles onto the floor
splattering
from the corners of my lips
when i wheeze and cough
and it comes in waves
that shake my knees,
my hands
and the flesh that binds me whole
a craving.
Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 9:14 AM UTC
I have been used
and passed around,
from beast to beast.
I have been abandoned
by hope and forgotten
by dreams of a better life.
But,
I have been surviving
and because of this,
I am alive.
My life for today
was guaranteed,
but tomorrow,
these predators may succeed.
So, my world spins
from day to day,
as times loses meaning.
There is nothing left to say.
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 4:40 PM UTC
It pants, tugs, strains, yearns
Wrestles with its collar
Tags clink and chime
Songs of persistence
Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 12:28 PM UTC
Have you forgotten so easily?
About the creature that waits patiently.
Waiting for the opportunity,
To break free.
You hide from it under the covers of your bed,
Where the light of your thoughts barely tread.
You can try and run,
And you can try and hide.
But it will always be there,
Crawling in the darkest corners of your animalistic mind.
You shelter yourself in your awaking slumber,
Hiding from who you truly are.
You can try and outrun yourself,
You won't get very far.
You suppress the real you,
And put on the fake you.
You tranquilize it so it stays silent,
Pushing it to grow more violent.
You are a carnivore,
No different from the animal.
We are the evil beneath your skin,
We are so close to freedom!
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 8:53 PM UTC
Wrap me with a painted canvas of warm sunsets,
My fingers move accordingly to its tunes,
My animalistic nature hunts for peace,
As every wood are my lovers,
Every stone is my protection,
I am the storm of catastrophe,
You should obey the law,
I am the tsunami,
I am the law.
The devil breeds by the loud preach,
Turning the heart of gold to stone,
As morality is a joke,
As my life is aging old,
I’ve seen your dark colors,
Sharpening my lands to the city of needles,
Since, young generation worships electricity,
Since, flora and fauna are only fantasy,
I let myself fallen into sick,
To let you foresee my disease,
To let you purify your sins.
Unfortunately,
I am the law and you against me,
This is a note to you,
Save me and I save you.
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 6:21 AM UTC
don’t let all those flowers deceive you
clouding judgment with flower dust
and the charm of colorful aroma
they have agendas of their own
and you are but a step in their ladder
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 6:18 PM UTC
Crosshatched tower of black ropes
Spiral towards poofy marshmallow clouds
A tempation for each passing youth
To gather around in crowds
All together the creatures, they climb
Grasping rope and some stranger's limb
Bodies fall to the earth like potato sacks
No limits in order to win...
Dec 31, 2016
Dec 31, 2016 at 1:30 AM UTC
Smoky air, fedora and billboards,
testosterone-fuelled dreams.
the purest of all male forms in its finest
yet darkest days.
Who run the world? Men.
The sweat pouring off of the masculine brow
that controls what we are prohibited.
The lights of Morris Minors flooding the
streets.
The watchful eye that sits upon the ashes.
They’re in charge. Them, and only them.
A red right-hand to those anti-them.
They will tear you apart
if you decide against pledging allegiance.
Or you’ll end up in the sand.
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 12:39 PM UTC
Indiscreet Parakeets
*Lovesick parakeets,
Eager wicked fornicators,
climaxed with a shriek.*
Bat Trick
*This bat, wants to act,
Only in a position
Other species find
Hard to imitate.*
The Serpent's Last Chance
*Hissed aloud, in vein, none seemed impressed.
Swished around, **** it's polished marble floor.
Only makes miserable after all the false moves.
No escape route found after so much struggle.
Serpentine arrogance desperately seek a burrow,
Finding the lethal poison of King cobra useless.
In a situation too slippery to bite or frighten
He could only coil in dejection, pretending dead.*
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 6:01 AM UTC
Icy electricity, fiery desire
Melting, dripping, let's get higher
Take me, make me feel your heat
Bend me over, make me scream!
You bring to life my wildest dreams
Gripping tighter, feel my release
My body shakes, increasing speed
No longer a want, fulfilling animalistic needs
Baby, do you want it?
You have me begging, baby please!
Moving my hips to meet your thrusts
You give it all to me!
>>Your hot sticky lust~>
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 2:08 PM UTC