Animals

we're not brave,

we're animals.

our shadows lick the cave.

 

our rabid eyes,

and rapid breath, 

our unsure, our ready highs.

 

it's not goodness

or badness,

it's just something to do.

 

such a happy pain

in what we make,

the nothing that we gain.

 

we're naked,

we're animals,

and there's nothing left to save.

Reviews

[Stephanie W.]

I know I already commented but I really like how unique this one is.
It doesn't sound like any of your other ones and the concept is very different.
:) well done, friend

[RAWR!]

haha :D yay

[Stephanie W.]

I love the line "Our shadows lick the cave"

That's something I've never heard before. Most poetry sounds like deja vu. But that is really unique :)

[Rachel DeHart]

Wow. Wow.Wowwwww.
I really love this one.
and these lines
"our unsure, our ready highs."
and
"and there's nothing left to save."

I really think this might be one of my favorites from you.