This restless energy driving me insane
Can’t purge it, cant satisfy it
Can’t escape it
Must go with it
Drive it, challenge it, embrace it
This energy in me
That craves usage
It doesn’t allow me to
Sit still, read, masturbate, ignore, comatose
I fight it and that’s what it wants
A fight
The animal within
Needs to fight, to hunt
To breathe unclean air, to run
It hunts me because I’m all it can reach
Inside these walls, inside this skin
This still air
Stale stench of wasted sweat
Air-conditioned summer heat
And cabin fever
I’ll wash it all away
Then give it what it wants
True sweat
Animal bleeding out and burning
At both ends, I’ll taste it
As it tastes its life through me
ⓒ 2004 Shawn Michael Quinn
ⓒ 2004 Shawn Michael Quinn
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