Tuesday, September 22, 2009

claws out

paternal
protective
my home
my family
they aren't mine
but i'll take them in
contain them
blockade

parasite,
pathetic bug
taunting dirt
sitting out front
tempting my family
you filth
i'd push you off
blow you away
if it'd do a damn bit of good
keep you away


the sight of you

skin crawls

tremors

i bite my tongue

turfs of fur
all on end

tail flipping

ears back



i'd rip you apart if it weren't for them


if i weren't trying to set a mold