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What I want
He asked me what I want
out of life
I suppose I want what every animal does
sweet sex from handsome strangers
To hunt
To feed
To outcompete
Not to fall into famine or greed
To plant the seed
To fly higher
To run faster
To move mountains
I want to be the beast that’s never tamed
Unbridled energy explodes from my veins
They will say this creatur...
Friday 9th March 2018 9:18 pm
Mirage
Mirage
Beyond these indifferent walls
lies a second carapace,
pierced by small, green eyes
in a shimmering face.
It is not my own,
but lies are truths for actors;
they bandage wounds
when the liars rebel
while fleeing, open-mouthed,
from their savage selves.
Christopher Hubbard
Perth 2016
Wednesday 11th October 2017 1:02 am
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