the beast

It has been a good day. Yesterday too. I brought my pink fliers to the pain clinic today. On wed. they will be put out. I wonder if women will contact me.


The Beast

the camel
tied
his nose to the stake in the ground

Every move
rips
Every move
tears
Every move
salt and snot

Every blink
nails into the beasts eyes

The beast breathes
the beast eats
the beast cries

The beast hears laughter
sees movement

the beast's nostrils open and close

the beast rips its face out of the metal noose

only to know
that the noose is inside
embedded in its flesh

and there is nowhere
no way to escape

the laughter and the sun grate
themselves against the iron

beast die
die, beast die

the beast cannot die

die

beast

die

damn you, die