August 2014
I've untied my animal mask
retracted my claws.
My coats been shed in clumps
irradiated with knowledge of self
no longer insulated by ignorance.
My animal self
dead-eyed and dormant
with all other extinct creatures.
The heat of thought
forced it from my flesh
stinking of sour sweat and
matted with evidence of violence.
I am naked in this newness
and awkwardly aware
swinging two left arms
attached to skill-less hands
not yet mature enough to grasp
not yet mature enough to hold without harm.
Your Friend,
A
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