Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Would You Like To Sell This Or Pawn It?

the wolf is standing in the doorway of time
and he so wants to eat
the wolf needs to make a deal-
but he does long for the good old days
when he could sink his teeth in your pretty flesh
the wolf needs to make a deal-
hollow
self-serving
plastic
dreams
the wolf needs to make a deal-
lifetimes
potential
integrity
honor
the wolf needs to make a deal-
oh, but how tasty you would be
your life dripping from his fangs
the wolf needs to make a deal-
selling the promise of your desires
to the clown just beyond the doorway of time

the wolf is the infinite sadness
patient zero in this epidemic of despair
selling his desire long ago
a feeding tube pumps in the life with just a little endorphin kick
he feels like he’s on the hunt and that’s ok
until the muscles twitch and the nostrils flair
his fate now grounded-
clown cock in the back of his throat
a reminder of his subservience

back to the grind wolfie-

“college degree eh? would you like to sell this or pawn it?”   

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