asleep
I haven’t had the need to be so blunt
but I keep being awakened by
the desire to lash out
like the painful whip on the
cattle’s rear
it arrives as constant as my heartbeat
what desire? this fucking one
to be expressed in only its
physical form — escaping this
limiting zone of intellect and ration
it is back to the grindstone and
I can’t fathom completion
yet at 2/3 towards my goal
I am fast asleep
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