Phenotypic Rage
From my stark cave I breathe the tang of
blood and sweat; your breathing slows in
alarm palpable and sticky as you
slink away with trepidation. In your staccato
crawl, rocks tumble
down from your slope,
betraying your endurance.
Bats flap elastic membranes as they dart
out from discrete perches within piles of quivering
motion, while along the glazed ground,
sightless minions of fur scuttle about on
twiggy claws--
skittering scratches
massage the walls.
My position intractable, I hunker down with
resilience, disgusted by your ignorant
intrusion and childish ranting; your
banality reminds of tribal hoarding despite
perilous warnings
flashed in my moist,
arrogant eyes.
In mercy, I lash out with purpose to expel your
tormenting indignity and scoffing disbelief as
screams charge from my pursed lips to
quake the Earth with my justified fury and
knowing venom to
ensure only the
fittest survives.
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