Feral Read Count : 33

Category : Poems

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Wailing at the street lights
Leaned up against the wall
of the corner liquor store
Wanting to shed this skin
and leave it behind 
in the piss filled alley 
On all fours
Searching for an answer
Swallowing the warm
copper fluid taste 
Chasing it down with bourbon 
to numb the gnawed up flesh
Marking the territory 
in choked up splatters of blood
soiled hands thrown in the air 
Giving up to your god


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