
You sit across
a stranger
and the same
chemicals that
poured into the brains
of cavemen
are now
firing off
every synapse
in your brain
like an arcade in
Japan
You’re double fisting
a cocktail
of adrenaline and norepinephrine
and suddenly
your coffee date
is a five foot four cobra
hissing your
horoscope compatibility
You want to listen
to her complain
about her job
and only hear the
howling of
jackals slap
the tiled walls
of your
favorite sushi
restaurant
You want to kiss
her lips but
you’re already
knee deep in
a reptile with venom
lethal
enough to melt
the silver in your
molars
We were better off as animals


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