Instincts

I felt you rising against me

breath rapid fire at bare turned neck

heat of blue expectations, its signature

written in beads of sweat

Animals we may be

(and certainly we have been)

instincts born in darkened room

windows blooming steam

Forgoing moral policies

we tear the rule book up

those finger-pointing hypocrites

wag their dirty digits at us

We can show them what they’re missing

but they already know

we’ve heard them loud and clear

through churches’ versed paper walls

Lure me toward the underworld

bring on your hedonistic sin

soak in sweet sublimity

my feral pagan skin

 

~ Emily C.

8.6.17

 

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Not an attack on religion. I just follow the words where they go. Β It’s more of a hypocrisy thing. Not a fan of hypocrisy. πŸ™‚

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