I Vent My Wrath On Animals

 I came alive
when things went
crazy.
I pulled the plug on
the reports of 
sturm & drang
When someone
signaled I 
left open
what I 
could not close.
I broke a 
covenant that
was more fierce
than murder.
I vent my wrath
on animals
pretending they will turn
divine.
I open up
rare certainties
that test free will.
I take from animals
a place in which
the taste of death
pours from their mouths
& drowns them.
I support a 
lesser surface.
I draw comfort from
the knowledge
of their 
being.

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