Okay, so I'm going to count y'all in, okay, one, two, three, four.
Oh, wake the bear.
Oh, wake the bear.
Living there behind your chest, the one you can't outrun.
Cause when you scream, that is the bear, leveling your grief.
Now you wake, it is a snake inside your underside, it's clenched around you like a rope, a quickened breath.
The mathematics of resistance take a walk, count to ten.
If I am just an animal like you.
Hit with a brick, stuck staring at the ceiling, the wolves are in your house.
The sky is white, there's a switch somewhere you cannot find, so you wait.
And you howl, blood in your mouth, the softest spot inside your crown.
You know that you must run, and so you drive.
Quell the beast against the riverside level down, even out, here I am, just an animal.
Like you, maybe I've been blue, spinning a cocoon of drugstore lights.
Wake me, shake me, love, the calling for my beeswax heart.
Left there for dead.
The sparrow's cape laid open across the tired shore, a small brigade.
Feel the wings within your rib cage, amble up, stir the storm, here I am, just an animal.
Just an animal.
