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April 22, 1996


I have inside this skin of mine

the heart of a predator



skulking secretly around

in the dark of others' ignorance

its teeth have been only slightly blooded,

so far,

no penalty has yet been paid

but this slith'ring beast within is strong

seeking forever to destroy its chains

at last to revel in its debauch

and raise its bloodstained lips in roaring praise

to its dark god of utter night


it writhes, it cries,

it seeks its pleasure


and I am tired of the fight


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