beastA Poem by dovetailerthe other side of usbeast is it not normal to have a beast inside that rages when the moon is full or when the stars align?... an intrinsic alter ego that that craves...from time to time... things that fill our restless need... ...whose hunger brings us in conflict with the status quo... the mores of the masses... ...whose wails on lonely nights are deafening... was it born because we were not loved as children? a result of some parental neglect... some demon that slipped into us like fingers into a date when we were unaware...preoccupied with low self esteem or phallic envy or some phobia...perhaps? or...do we all have a primal... unrestrained side that lurks...subdued inside us... waiting for the perfect combination of events to be summoned to the forefront and carry us wherever we desire... on the powerful shoulders of this feral counterpart... to vibrant...carefree...unrestrained highs... to appease the snarling hunger of the day exploding in crescendos of bliss ...or rage... until we are sated and weak content for the moment until it stirs when our soul begins ...to growl again... © 2010 dovetailerReviews
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