Instinct Outside of Context

walking down the street driving in the car riding on the train flying on the plane an eye for more than just the routine comes about like a pleasant smelling incense filling the room & suddenly the carnivorous within makes sense of its surroundings--- the eyes change & the carnal lust kicks in--- tracing the forms of those attractive, breathing in more deeply when cologne & perfume pass by & feeling a tenseness in the muscles a yearning for release for quenching of the unquenchable for the satisfaction of what is unsatisfiable & all too common for the lot is the societal notion that the urge must be kept at bay that it must be set aside for a more “appropriate” context--- how civilized us animals are when we stifle our lust for sex & allow our lust to kill each other to run rampant, hiring others to do it for us hiring others to go to other countries & do it for us or just walking out into the street & pulling the trigger to set fire to the world with a release not too different from the one sex provides--- so here we are, us humans staring at each other undressing each other & fantasizing as the day goes by hungry & growing more so with every passing minute--- the blockades that have been set up by “acceptable social constraints” soon will fall by the wayside someday or night & instinct will take over because we are not yet robots & we are not dead yet.