An animal inhuman snarls words onto the page
Visitors laugh and throw nuts, at the beast upon the stage
I cry tears, beating fury at the cage
I am your dirt, I walk around the crying rage.
My wrists shackled in werewolf bonds. The movie
Set drips warehouse, as glaring I am bent over
Wearing wolf costume. My back bared, prepared
For them to ram into me, I sigh and shock them,
For I am almost human, almost a person then.
Red with bloodied sweat, I hear curses on my name
Bearing the mockery for them, I hold away their shame.
I give deepest life from dirt and mud, a lover’s theme
They suck from me, and they write their dream
On my back in blackening blood.
On a sullen shore I walk away from me
Hurrying, I try not to look behind
In the distance a crying figure that I see
Waves back to me. I walk away,
I walk away from me. I walk
I walk walk away from me. I walk
But cannot walk, cannot walk
Cannot escape away, away