Heart of the Beast


Is infantile beyond the common reach
It sentimentalizes objectifies
It won't go to sleep

It wants somethinng --almost nothing gnaws
Away at its thorny feet
Let me remind you to put it behind you
Because there is no pleasing this thing

It wants what it wants, and it wants everything
Listen to its hypnotic thumping
Mesmerized by the beat

You can't soothe it
You can't remove it with any thing less than a dagger
Cut it out like cancer

Rip it out of your chest
Behold the purple and crimson pumping
Marinate it in feral hatred
And eat it in tiny bites the next day.

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