Be quiet, sensible voice
I want to break out of this skin
and destroy.
Galloping freely over the fields
who hadn’t hidden – I am coming
ravenous and willing.
It’s stupid clinging to them
the rules from Eden
watch me rage.
Let’s shed the first-born sin
Relax, my dearest angel
we’re going to hell.
You knew that before
the crippled, twisted soul
that you are.
We haven’t survived the trial
we pushed and pushed
until we met bed.
You were happy to obey
only if they’ve told you…
they didn’t.
Thus, let’s get out of line
it’s time, my dearest
to face the danger
that. you. are.
