the groaning horse
my growing pains
that I never
grow
out of

I seek
to ride
to the top
of mountains
and through
the sun

the sweating
lion
sweating
tears

this is me
again
trying
to love

my hunger
why I run
faster
than the
leopard

with
a heart
full
of want
but then
my pain
become's
my prey's
pain
and the
pain
of god
cries
for my
eternity

I am
alive
in the
animal
skin
of my
senses

and though
my senses
will
d*e

I will
remember
them

in my
spirit

they really do need a clapping face