Animal

Animal.

Want … need … take … feed … mate … dominate … submit.

Am I an animal?

 

Blame it on instinct.

Blame it on Freud.

Blame it on my childhood … even better my parents.

Everything is a disease,

someone else’s fault.

 

But no. Hold on. Where does love fit?

Is love an instinct, animal behavior?

Or something else. A gift.

 

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