Let’s soothe these arteries, ribs and cages,
give in to the drowning they need sometimes.
let’s preserve the feral from wreckages before the hunger dies.
The wild side of the soul needs a sort of pampering,
the wilderness needs to sprawl, not chained and fettered
always like prisoners within the mind’s bars –
Repression disseminates noxious anxieties
that poison this body wounding it wide and far.
Let’s give the wild its freedom, let the id decide upon its morals, and truths,
let’s grant it the percussion of free will to breathe afresh.
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