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The Machines of Humanity
We start our lives, thrown into a world our predecessors have already damned. We are blind, clueless, stumbling through our lives without any knowledge of what we are doing or where we are going. Our lives really begin once we get out of the mass prison system known formally as high school. We are told to go to college, and end up paying for it for the rest of our lives. We are told to abandon all hope, and get a job and become a part of the machine oiled with the blood of the sheep who work for it. We work our lives away, building the machine, enforcing it. And when a part breaks away to become its own entity, it is damned and its bones and spirit are crushed by the overwhelming weight of the world.
By antonio rizzo8 years ago in Poets
Animal
The scream of a wild cougarCan be heard in the bedroomConcerning the neighbors andMaking quite the scene.Her body twitches and convulsesWith every touch of her master's hand,Awakening her every sense.Her sense of desire, her sense of need,Her craving for the unknown and uncommon.Her bloodthirsty cries fill the airAnd cover the bed with each squirmAs she begs and screams, her soul being nourished.The cougar, the wolf, the beasts residing insideAll become unleashed, rampaging her coreAs the claw of the dominant beast slowlyCarves its way softly over her supple flesh.Hair a mess, skin painted with lines ofRed indents and welts,She looks to her predator through dampened hairAnd smiles. Thanking him with her eyes.The inner beast growls and thirsts,No longer prey, but leading her own packOf mischief, erotica, and pain.Sweet, sweet pain.
By Jessica Snow8 years ago in Poets
