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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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More in MosquitoBytes Volume 03: Ensanguined Quiescence - 2005

Wolverine

Amaranthine Fetish

I stumbled to this day
With no purpose
Lost in a miasma of hate
Yet today I differ
I feel strength
Restrained yet violent
It only awaits a thought
These lungs breathe
Greedily they take the air
I do not strain
As with feral grace
I lope into the day

© 2005, Mosquitobyte

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