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

Womb of Open Wounds

Her lips never moved

When I heard her say:

"You can't chase your muse

Unless it's running away."

You only lose love

When you force it to stay

And obey what she calls

Human Nature.

Her eyes never faltered

When I replied in kind:

"You can only run from life,

Never your mind,"

And when we look at all

That we've left behind,

You may find merely

Animal behavior.

I never reacted,

As she assumed

That she could only walk

Within unlocked rooms.

A fragment of magic,

A heart that's entombed

In the womb of open wounds.