Rabid
my nature is rabid
canine slobbering snout
sniffing begging
'come out come out
wherever you are'
so far so good
living like a beast
should, doing things
you never could.
everything that shines
i bury deep down
under the crease of time-
i know right where
to look.
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2010
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