Howling
I hear the calling
A sister’s howling
We are crawling
Alone you won’t
It’s deep, its rooted
I feel it sssmoothly
It is liquid
It is elastic
It is fiercely
It is enraged
It is extenuant
Yet it’s blooming
And the dormant
Implacable storm
Whirling dis tempo
Bleak clouds in form
Reloaded and furious
Never really asking
Clock is ticking by
Wound lick me
Since I will too
Protect you
In the burning rain
In the freezing Sun
Ramènent entropy
Are you listening?!
Is the tears shredded
Of your delighted taste
Of my venomous tonge
Did poisoned you enough
Has the néctar from my lips
As melanin of my dinasty hips
We are The Verb and the Voices
Manifesting it’s desirable juicy fruits
The laughs always loud, warm or rough
As if it was the natural state of chaos
Floating, running, rolling, twists or stops
Or flat dull darkness of incessant eyes
Oblique our sentiment
Of your soul centinelle
Deep seeded tempest
My ancesters scream
Condensed is my rage
By our hearts Biorythm
Seems it will never age
Tears are tearing down
Everything all-around
Flooding and cleansing
I hit walls with bared fist
I no longer feel a shit
I feel ever-increasing
Never ending hunger for One truth when drowned in lies
Thousands of violent silents
Rooted in my bloodstream
In my grandmothers insides
Before my eyes were realm
The Ethernal Flame keepers
Lit up chorus a sacred psalm
Believe me when I say
I feel your aching
I hear you femme!
at the full moon
Salivating
on my knees
I too
be howling!
