Max Fomitchev-Zamilov, Poetry

Максим Фомичёв-Замилов, поэзия

The animal in me is savage.
It tears flesh
and drinks the drink of tears.

The animal in me is savage.
It gnaws on bones
and feeds on fears.

The animal in me is savage!
It kills.
It maims.
It snarls.

The animal in me is savage!
It craves for action,
it smells blood.

The animal in me is savage!
It curls inside me
and waits to be awaken.

The animal in me is savage.
Be careful!
And keep this monster locked.

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