Wind so cold it frosts his clothes...

Water so chill...

If the drink were to spill

across sandy shores

than it's droplets would kill.

But that's only a thought

as his world jumps & slows...

For the animal lust is between

his spread legs...

The animal is crazy...

The animal begs

for release while the man standing spread

does accost him...

No worries...

No doubts...

No thoughts that I've lost him...

No wonder he did this with

no reservation...

It's a good way to live;

just to take...not to give...

To deflower & devour

the heart of creation.

The animal mind

Is both rutheless & blind -

Having no consideration

gives the illusion of power.

- Inspired By Travis -