Gorillasex the Fubarbarian's blog: "PRIMATE POETRY CORNER"

Sometimes the echoes of me screaming

For love in my own empty heart

Rupture my drums

Madden my soul

And threaten to tear me apart.

Sometimes the doubts and yearnings

Of my own ogreish soul

Ground me into nothing

And pound me into a hole

And never let go.

Other times there was you.