Currently Reading Life of Pi By Yann Martel see related

Oh the Humanity

yo, kathy had this ill post in her blog section of her myspace...then Ramon responded to it....those two are amazing poets and they inspired to me write something as well...I posted on Kathy's page as well, but figured i might as well put it here too..here it is

The Humanity

flushed with plasma swiftly swerving through high pressure arteries and veins. a part of me's insane with the way i attempt to control the inevitably uncontrollable animal desire to rage and feast on that which produces life. within the body of nature, i secure my own territory, clutching it tight within my grips. All the while hypocritically squirming and freeing myself as to not remain as adhered to that which I have fastened myself. My sample lays over the bassline. Listen. Enjoy. Love. Life. Mine. Hers. This is the one. But the flesh of my loins tears through the skin hungry, barking, prowling. Inner ear ossicles reverberate to differently rareified and compressed air. As that which I fought for so vehemently struggles to release from my grip vigorously and pump out of the stereo at infinity decibels, causing my inners to begin to stir like milk being whipped into butter....i realize my neglect....i calm my animal desire....i'm in love....but

I.....AM....HUMAN